The pain is---
He’s clutching at his leg, hunched over as he sits on the couch, rocking back and forth, breathing sharply through his gritted teeth. Rocking back and forth, back and forth, rubbing his thigh, gripping it, rubbing, gripping---
It’s been like this for hours. Hours. Smouldering, shooting pain, firing through his leg like he’s been
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