[ Kai watches him sharpening the knife and yeah, drinking isn't a good reaction, but neither is ending up shaking in a corner so he's going to pour himself a glass of something clear and alcoholic and take a sip of it.
It helps a little with the taste of bile in the back of his throat.
And then he parts his lips, opens his mouth, in an expression that is a baring of literal fangs rather than any sort of smile. ]
I already brought my own weapons.
[ No, no he did not. He still really wants a gun. ]
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It helps a little with the taste of bile in the back of his throat.
And then he parts his lips, opens his mouth, in an expression that is a baring of literal fangs rather than any sort of smile. ]
I already brought my own weapons.
[ No, no he did not. He still really wants a gun. ]