[His glare says he won't, not to the degree he should be.]
Now fuck off.
[Though he makes that statement, he's already walking past Silco to continue down the hallway, finally attending to the knife wound a little by pressing his fingers against it. It's mostly stopped bleeding, should be fine.]
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[His glare says he won't, not to the degree he should be.]
Now fuck off.
[Though he makes that statement, he's already walking past Silco to continue down the hallway, finally attending to the knife wound a little by pressing his fingers against it. It's mostly stopped bleeding, should be fine.]