Peter Pan was never a safe story anyway. [That made sense then, especially given how he could think about the hazards of Neverland. It probably wasn't the most unexpected one to die on.] Fair enough, and the memory is vivid enough that you still have good recollection of it happening.
[He grunted in agreement, aware that there had been many things that even he and Morrison hadn't been able to get a good handle on before it happened. The upper brass of Overwatch was definitely filled with people who had wanted to live and die on the ship, and many of them actually had.
He shook his head a little, dropping his hair back down to rest against his spine as he picked at his compression shirt and examined it for the stitching he had already put in to hold it together. He didn't see that it required any improvements for the time being, but he was also distracted from his assessment when 76 pulled off a similar compression shirt without any fight between them.
His red eyes flicked to 76's bare side, noting the corruption. He leaned forward to examine the younger man's chest and then lean backwards to assess 76's back. His eyes landed on the old necrotic wound that he had put into the younger man, and the fact it hadn't healed was indication how rotten he was. Not even 76's advanced healing could overcome his condition.
He issued a low hum in his throat and abandoned putting his own shirt back on for the moment.]
Hard to tell which is corruption and which is this... [His blackened fingers reached out to trace over the sutures.] Does it hurt?
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[He grunted in agreement, aware that there had been many things that even he and Morrison hadn't been able to get a good handle on before it happened. The upper brass of Overwatch was definitely filled with people who had wanted to live and die on the ship, and many of them actually had.
He shook his head a little, dropping his hair back down to rest against his spine as he picked at his compression shirt and examined it for the stitching he had already put in to hold it together. He didn't see that it required any improvements for the time being, but he was also distracted from his assessment when 76 pulled off a similar compression shirt without any fight between them.
His red eyes flicked to 76's bare side, noting the corruption. He leaned forward to examine the younger man's chest and then lean backwards to assess 76's back. His eyes landed on the old necrotic wound that he had put into the younger man, and the fact it hadn't healed was indication how rotten he was. Not even 76's advanced healing could overcome his condition.
He issued a low hum in his throat and abandoned putting his own shirt back on for the moment.]
Hard to tell which is corruption and which is this... [His blackened fingers reached out to trace over the sutures.] Does it hurt?