[Liem feels bad about accepting Matt’s hand up while he’s still straddling a dead, very obviously human person, but he does grab the offered hand once he’s removed his dagger from the corpse’s eye and wiped it on their suit. Again, he’s struck by the glimpse of pink scar staring at him from the bare skin of Matt’s wrist. He had thought it just a bite mark before, but now he notices a second, fainter mark peeking out near the first.]
For now. [As long as no other zombies shamble upon them, that is. Perhaps Liem should slide the corpses somewhere, and close the stairwell door.
But when he gets to his feet, he doesn’t let go of the offered hand.]
Matthew— Is this a recent injury? [He turns the hand he’s holding until the marks on Matt’s wrist stare back at him.] Have you been letting someone bite you?
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For now. [As long as no other zombies shamble upon them, that is. Perhaps Liem should slide the corpses somewhere, and close the stairwell door.
But when he gets to his feet, he doesn’t let go of the offered hand.]
Matthew— Is this a recent injury? [He turns the hand he’s holding until the marks on Matt’s wrist stare back at him.] Have you been letting someone bite you?