I'm asking if it'll make you sick. [ a pause; his eyes flick over again to the chewed rabbit, briefly. ] ... Probably not.
[ she is half-equine; she probably has guts of steel. Johnny carefully keeps any relief at her accepting his offer out of his expression. He'd had a suspicion - a concern? - that she was simply waiting for death to take her. If she's still willing to accept help, even cloaked in cool nonchalance like this, then she must not have given up yet. Again, part of him questions why he should care, but it's a little too late for that. He's stopped, and he's given her half his lunch. Either it's his petty desire to make her see him as human and respect him, or it's his soft side getting the better of him. Most likely, it's a combination of both.
He doesn't address the sandwich or her poor situation again. But he does make a mental note of it. ]
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[ she is half-equine; she probably has guts of steel. Johnny carefully keeps any relief at her accepting his offer out of his expression. He'd had a suspicion - a concern? - that she was simply waiting for death to take her. If she's still willing to accept help, even cloaked in cool nonchalance like this, then she must not have given up yet. Again, part of him questions why he should care, but it's a little too late for that. He's stopped, and he's given her half his lunch. Either it's his petty desire to make her see him as human and respect him, or it's his soft side getting the better of him. Most likely, it's a combination of both.
He doesn't address the sandwich or her poor situation again. But he does make a mental note of it. ]
You talked to the guy in charge here? Cyrus?