Yeah. [He's not really sure what else to say. His head hurts and it hurts to breathe, and he's creeping along slowly enough that he's going to be an easy target for anyone else wandering around outside the infirmary.
(Except he still has three more bullets in his sidearm, and he's not exactly in the mood to hesitate when it comes to using those.)]
Steve's coming. You'd better stay put. [The joke/order falls a little flat, if only because he still sounds a little out of it.]
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(Except he still has three more bullets in his sidearm, and he's not exactly in the mood to hesitate when it comes to using those.)]
Steve's coming. You'd better stay put. [The joke/order falls a little flat, if only because he still sounds a little out of it.]