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[hopepainandshit]

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[hopepainandshit]

I don't think most people do, with you.

[It's approving. He likes that his inmate's a tricksy fuck to everyone.]

Right. [He ties off the bandage at his wrist, so he can remove it again later.] If it doesn't get better, because of any fucking demon bullshit, please go to the infirmary? Or Jamie's going to be disappointed in both of us.

[ravenswrath]

[He inspects the bandaging and nods.]

I will. I don't want to lose my fucking arm. [He picks up his shirt and throws it back on, hoping that he has time to change and stash the shirt away before Jamie gets home.]

Thank you.

[hopepainandshit]

[The shirt is entirely unsubtle as to the fact Corvo's been in a fight, so Richter taps his shoulder with his knuckles when he's got the shirt back on again.]

Maybe lose the shirt, though. Get changed and drop this one off, I can sew it up for you.

[ravenswrath]

[He sighs and pulls it up, revealing the bruises.]

It's all going to look like I was in a fight.