[ A miracle, hard earned. He never doubted for a second. ]
You're damn right.
[ He really can heal from anything, can't he? Not even a bullet in his head would stop him.
Wolfwood holds out a blood-smeared hand, to help Livio to his feet. If he accepts, then as soon as he stands he's getting pulled into a hug, no fucking arguments. Sorry not sorry. ]
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You're damn right.
[ He really can heal from anything, can't he? Not even a bullet in his head would stop him.
Wolfwood holds out a blood-smeared hand, to help Livio to his feet. If he accepts, then as soon as he stands he's getting pulled into a hug, no fucking arguments. Sorry not sorry. ]
You fucking dumbass.