Even with how visible it is, the Initiate doesn't notice the Doctor's concern for him. Or perhaps it's less not-noting and more not understanding. No one has any reason to be concerned for him, especially not in a death game. With some confusion, he hastily says, "Of course my ownself is being fine, I'm motherfucking alive ain't I? MORE ALL THAN WHAT AT CAN BE SAID ON HE."
The Initiate frowns, looking the Doctor over with his one eye for... something. Some sort of physical wound he could make sense of and know what to do with rather than a vague word of being ill. What exactly was he supposed to do about a motherfucker being ill?
"I ain't at to just leave," He says, one part incredulous and another offended. "I SWORE UNTO HE WORD AT FOR REPAYMENT OF THAT WHICH ALL WAS DONE BEFORE."
He's just about to offer a mercy cull-- it would be so easy, and he could make it quick, painless even, just a quick snap and then done-- when Sigma rouses. He watches as the old man rises on up. It's pathetic. It damn near hurts to watch.
"No point," He scoffs, and rises to stand himself. He's taller, despite being far younger. "THAT'S HOOFBEASTSHIT AND YOU GODDAMN KNOW IT, BROTHER." He looks him over again. "You capable at for walking on? YOU LIKE SOMEONE GOT TO GUTTING YOU OUT ALL TRYING TO WALK ON ALL ANYWAYS; IF YOU AIN'T NEVER KNOWN AT FOR WHAT THAT LOOKS LIKE, I TELL YOU IT AIN'T A THING WHAT'S BEING FOR LONG."
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The Initiate frowns, looking the Doctor over with his one eye for... something. Some sort of physical wound he could make sense of and know what to do with rather than a vague word of being ill. What exactly was he supposed to do about a motherfucker being ill?
"I ain't at to just leave," He says, one part incredulous and another offended. "I SWORE UNTO HE WORD AT FOR REPAYMENT OF THAT WHICH ALL WAS DONE BEFORE."
He's just about to offer a mercy cull-- it would be so easy, and he could make it quick, painless even, just a quick snap and then done-- when Sigma rouses. He watches as the old man rises on up. It's pathetic. It damn near hurts to watch.
"No point," He scoffs, and rises to stand himself. He's taller, despite being far younger. "THAT'S HOOFBEASTSHIT AND YOU GODDAMN KNOW IT, BROTHER." He looks him over again. "You capable at for walking on? YOU LIKE SOMEONE GOT TO GUTTING YOU OUT ALL TRYING TO WALK ON ALL ANYWAYS; IF YOU AIN'T NEVER KNOWN AT FOR WHAT THAT LOOKS LIKE, I TELL YOU IT AIN'T A THING WHAT'S BEING FOR LONG."