Punchy's mouth furrows into a bit of a line. Daniel's right, they can't bury them, probably. There's too much to be done here, and if he's being entirely honest with himself, Punchy thinks he might be too spent, physically. He doesn't know how much blood he's lost, but the adrenalin from the Cornucopia has left him mired in a puddle of exhaustion. He turns back to Daniel. They can deal with all that in a moment.
"Go into what?" Punchy's first aid class had been early mornings in his freshman year. He'd flunked it. He vaguely remembers something about shock, but the only memory it really dredges up is of watching a small pool of drool accumulate on his neighbor's desk. "I got this, I'm cool, I'm cool. We don't got no drugs or shit anyway."
Thankfully, Karis' bite to his sleeve has made it easier to rip off. Punchy tears it off and holds it out to Daniel. "You wanna help a brother out? Ain't much for an eyepatch, but it's better than giving everybody a view of the inside of my bean, right?" He gestures to his head, uses the edge of the cape to mop up some of the blood on his neck.
While they're dealing with that, a hovercraft comes from the sky with a hum and lowers down to the Cornucopia. Punchy stares at it in bafflement; he hasn't seen one of those before. It starts to scoop the bodies up into its belly and it takes all of Punchy's restraint not to run back to the killing ground to try and salvage the corpses, to do something for them. His face bears an expression of horror.
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"Go into what?" Punchy's first aid class had been early mornings in his freshman year. He'd flunked it. He vaguely remembers something about shock, but the only memory it really dredges up is of watching a small pool of drool accumulate on his neighbor's desk. "I got this, I'm cool, I'm cool. We don't got no drugs or shit anyway."
Thankfully, Karis' bite to his sleeve has made it easier to rip off. Punchy tears it off and holds it out to Daniel. "You wanna help a brother out? Ain't much for an eyepatch, but it's better than giving everybody a view of the inside of my bean, right?" He gestures to his head, uses the edge of the cape to mop up some of the blood on his neck.
While they're dealing with that, a hovercraft comes from the sky with a hum and lowers down to the Cornucopia. Punchy stares at it in bafflement; he hasn't seen one of those before. It starts to scoop the bodies up into its belly and it takes all of Punchy's restraint not to run back to the killing ground to try and salvage the corpses, to do something for them. His face bears an expression of horror.