When Beck went down, Rat knew he was done for now. The last pathetic toss of his knife only punctuated it. He swatted it out of the air, earning a slight cut on his hand for his trouble. He bent over to get it.
He hobbled over to Beck, and crouched beside him. He reached down and jerked hard on the knife that had slipped out of his fingers. With a disgusting, slick, sucking sound, it came free. And with it, flowed out blood. "These knives aren't big enough to get to anything important," he added, as though the damage that had been done was merely a trifle. "You'll be fine. Unless you want me to finish you off." While he spoke, he wiped off his hands and then the knife onto Beck's clothes before his bleeding spoiled them.
Then, he started going through whatever supplies Beck might have had on him.
[[Like catch up to him later during Week 3 and finish him off?]]
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He hobbled over to Beck, and crouched beside him. He reached down and jerked hard on the knife that had slipped out of his fingers. With a disgusting, slick, sucking sound, it came free. And with it, flowed out blood. "These knives aren't big enough to get to anything important," he added, as though the damage that had been done was merely a trifle. "You'll be fine. Unless you want me to finish you off." While he spoke, he wiped off his hands and then the knife onto Beck's clothes before his bleeding spoiled them.
Then, he started going through whatever supplies Beck might have had on him.
[[Like catch up to him later during Week 3 and finish him off?]]