[ Probably. Eventually. Whenever he feels like getting up from this seat again, which right now feels like the other side of never.
By the time his hand drops from his face, he's already trying to think about literally anything but his increasingly bleak prospects. Like, for instance. ]
So...
[ He can't keep himself from staring at that metal arm. ]
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[ Probably. Eventually. Whenever he feels like getting up from this seat again, which right now feels like the other side of never.
By the time his hand drops from his face, he's already trying to think about literally anything but his increasingly bleak prospects. Like, for instance. ]
So...
[ He can't keep himself from staring at that metal arm. ]
Is that a costume, or...uh, not a costume?