[ Not just because of Wyatt's own injury, but because of the people in the club who hadn't gotten out at all. The thought of that is really kind of horrifying, even though he knows they weren't all real. Remembering it is like trying to recall some terrible nightmare. ]
I still have some of the stims I gave you. The blue shit? It was in my pockets. You can have it if you want, there ain't much left and it's no good to me here.
[ Besides which, he's a werewolf now. He doesn't need that kind of a booster; his metabolism would burn through it quick enough to be worthless, anyway. ]
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[ Not just because of Wyatt's own injury, but because of the people in the club who hadn't gotten out at all. The thought of that is really kind of horrifying, even though he knows they weren't all real. Remembering it is like trying to recall some terrible nightmare. ]
I still have some of the stims I gave you. The blue shit? It was in my pockets. You can have it if you want, there ain't much left and it's no good to me here.
[ Besides which, he's a werewolf now. He doesn't need that kind of a booster; his metabolism would burn through it quick enough to be worthless, anyway. ]