[ No, his leg definitely bends a way it shouldn't at about the mid-calf point, but there's no visible bones or even any blood. As far as breaks go, it's a minor one.
Unlike Livio's broken insides! Look, Wolfwood's trained for this kind of thing, but this is different. This is Livio. If they were out fighting somewhere and everyone had a pocket full of vials he wouldn't think twice about an injury like this, but the idea of losing Livio again has shorted out his brain. He's not nearly as calm as Livio is right now. ]
Pull it...? [ Grab the thing coated in Livio's blood and pull it through his body? Sure. Sure, that sounds great, what could go wrong? ] Livio, I don't...
[ But it's not like there's any other help coming, is there? ]
Fuck. Fuck, okay. Okay.
[ He braces himself on his good leg, and wraps his hands around the protrusion. He doesn't want to do this! ]
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Unlike Livio's broken insides! Look, Wolfwood's trained for this kind of thing, but this is different. This is Livio. If they were out fighting somewhere and everyone had a pocket full of vials he wouldn't think twice about an injury like this, but the idea of losing Livio again has shorted out his brain. He's not nearly as calm as Livio is right now. ]
Pull it...? [ Grab the thing coated in Livio's blood and pull it through his body? Sure. Sure, that sounds great, what could go wrong? ] Livio, I don't...
[ But it's not like there's any other help coming, is there? ]
Fuck. Fuck, okay. Okay.
[ He braces himself on his good leg, and wraps his hands around the protrusion. He doesn't want to do this! ]
If you die on me I'm gonna fucking kill you.