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"I ... It hurts me when they do that, though. I know the tools we have here, if that's what you'd call them, and I know how he could scare you. I'm just trying to protect you because I don't want you leaving or getting harmed" |
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"Kay, he didn't just scare me." He murmured, hand pressing against his ribs. |
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She stopped walking. "Did he hurt you? Did he... whip you?" She asked, working to keep her expression calm |
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Gale nodded silently, lifting his shirt up with shaking hands to reveal the angry red lacerations. |
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She gasped, her hand over her mouth as tears started to form in her eyes. "Oh, babe. I'm so sorry...I should have... I don't even know. I'm so sorry" |
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"It's fine but, whatever you do, don't punish any of those guards. They didn't know any better," He murmured, dizzy. |
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"hey, let's get you to bed, hm? I won't hurt them, I promise" she said, taking his hand and kissing his cheek |
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Gale just nodded, following her. |
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She felt more guilty than she should have for it and kept glancing nervously at him while they walked |
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Gale followed, wincing here and there before flopping down on the bed and yelping, turning over onto his stomach. "Do remind me to not lay on my back.." He murmured, eyes slipping shut. |
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Afternoon Showers, Sleet Possible
