[ it's like she read his mind; that was exactly what he was going to ask for next. When she mentions it, he sighs, leaning heavily against the bench and rubbing his temples. ]
Please... I'll fight the good fight.
[ that he will. Now that he's awake, it seems like he's staying that way - only with the added bonus of nausea and disorientation. ]
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Please... I'll fight the good fight.
[ that he will. Now that he's awake, it seems like he's staying that way - only with the added bonus of nausea and disorientation. ]