"Don't... Don't try to talk. Don't move your lips." The way the flaps of skin on Trowa's cheek twitched when Trowa spoke... Duo's eyes were riveted to the gruesome sight in twisted fascination. "They gave you a gutter grin." Duo pressed his lips together. Fuck. Fuck. "Yanno those? Nearly to your ear... we're gonna have to sew it up, Trowa. I'll be on it, all right
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