Thread:ThisIsXenon/@comment-32460917-20190603090203/@comment-32273133-20190729204157

He’s hurting a lot. Clay could see it in his eyes. ''Think think think think. What did we do in the Keep for pain?'' Other than complaining or harmful stuff, nothing. He turned his head away from Calidi and coughed into his arm, feeling his own pain stab in his chest. You should really take that off. But he didn’t want to leave Calidi again, and he’d left it on for longer before. Besides, it was nothing compared to what Calidi was going through. If Calidi could handle his pain, then Clay could deal with little rib aches. And you have to stay hidden. That was ingrained in his mind, along with how mentally terrible he always felt when he wasn’t binding. ''You don’t want to answer questions. ''He coughed again, and his free hand clutched at his chest. ''Ow ow ow. ''