"You doing alright?" Lexie asks, worry beginning to creep back into her voice at that. Given the amount of blood on the t-shirt held to the wound — and the fact that it's a head injury in the first place — she really can't say she's surprised, but while he's seemed to be doing well enough so far, that doesn't stop her from wanting to be sure, or from being really grateful that the Compound isn't much farther off. "You'll be able to sit down soon, I promise."
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Date: 2011-11-28 08:35 am (UTC)