[ Oh. He's still bleeding, isn't he? He presses a hand to the spot dizzily, staring for a moment at how red it comes back. That's. Not good. He can handle a lot but he's at one of his lower thresholds tonight. Not mortal danger any more, but past the point where he should really be functioning still. ]
Let me help. I thought I heard it over there--
[ The words come out automatically, but the instant he turns to try and do any of that the world blurs around him. No. It's going to take all his energy to limp to the infirmary. Beyond the blood and the ribs, his leg is broken too; putting weight on it makes him cringe with more pain. He webs himself up an extremely temporary splint so that he can drag it, at least.
Poor Héctor. Even if he could help, he's not sure he could even do anything. ]
Don't - don't take too long, okay? I can build you something.
[ Later, when he's not bleeding out. He leans against Ben kind of hard, but he can walk. He just has to limp to the infirmary, and then he can pass out... ]
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Let me help. I thought I heard it over there--
[ The words come out automatically, but the instant he turns to try and do any of that the world blurs around him. No. It's going to take all his energy to limp to the infirmary. Beyond the blood and the ribs, his leg is broken too; putting weight on it makes him cringe with more pain. He webs himself up an extremely temporary splint so that he can drag it, at least.
Poor Héctor. Even if he could help, he's not sure he could even do anything. ]
Don't - don't take too long, okay? I can build you something.
[ Later, when he's not bleeding out. He leans against Ben kind of hard, but he can walk. He just has to limp to the infirmary, and then he can pass out... ]