[ Scout lets him. It stings, and maybe it's all the tussling or the pain, but his breathing is a bit thicker. He lowers his head a little further, until his nose is almost brushing Spy's splint.]
I'm not doin' you.
[ He feels the same way about the spatter on Spy's face as Spy does about the blood, but as far as he's concerned, it can stay. ]
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I'm not doin' you.
[ He feels the same way about the spatter on Spy's face as Spy does about the blood, but as far as he's concerned, it can stay. ]