I know you like to run your mout', but-- oui. Just stay wit' me.
[If they're lucky, when they do hit the floor, Scout won't land on top of his arms. Spy would never hear the end of that one. He moves his hand from the front of Scout's shirt to the small of his back, fingers firm on his brace, just to help maintain his balance.
The edges of his vision are going fuzzy, but Spy has fought drugs before. Sure, he hasn't had to do it much with RED, but at least he's done it. Spy is banking on that experience to get him to the door. It's when he has to stick in the key that he begins to have trouble.]
Pour l'amour de dieu... T'is is not complicated...
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[If they're lucky, when they do hit the floor, Scout won't land on top of his arms. Spy would never hear the end of that one. He moves his hand from the front of Scout's shirt to the small of his back, fingers firm on his brace, just to help maintain his balance.
The edges of his vision are going fuzzy, but Spy has fought drugs before. Sure, he hasn't had to do it much with RED, but at least he's done it. Spy is banking on that experience to get him to the door. It's when he has to stick in the key that he begins to have trouble.]
Pour l'amour de dieu... T'is is not complicated...