He gives a sigh, one that should sound aggrieved but his heart isn't in it.
"Came upon him a couple hours ago, round sunset, near the Wild. Lying on his back in the grass, like I said, singing out about how beautiful the sky was and that kind of nonsense. All over blood, but it didn't look like most of it was his. A lot of it in his mouth. Licking his lips for it."
Unconsciously -- if he were aware of it, he'd stop -- he rubs fitfully at his wrist.
"He din't look delirious, I've seen delirious. He looked drunk."
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Date: 2021-08-18 04:23 pm (UTC)"Came upon him a couple hours ago, round sunset, near the Wild. Lying on his back in the grass, like I said, singing out about how beautiful the sky was and that kind of nonsense. All over blood, but it didn't look like most of it was his. A lot of it in his mouth. Licking his lips for it."
Unconsciously -- if he were aware of it, he'd stop -- he rubs fitfully at his wrist.
"He din't look delirious, I've seen delirious. He looked drunk."