Harry isn’t very expressive, his face is tired and droopy, but he’s clearly a little surprised by the offer. His tail, (which he hasn’t been paying much attention to) flicks, the furry end brushing his leg. He glances down at it for a second and then turns his attention back to the big cryptid.
INLAND EMPIRE - (Everyone's always leaving you. If he goes he won’t come back. They'll never come back for you.)
“I can- I think I can walk. I was walking earlier. I just need a little help,”
He groans as he pulls himself upright- a little too fast, the world tilts around him for a moment.
“Ok. For that I will have to take my pants off.”
He gestures needlessly at the bloodstain on his thigh. The yellow disco pants are ridiculously tight, and the bulge caused by the shape of bandaging is just visible in outline.
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INLAND EMPIRE - (Everyone's always leaving you. If he goes he won’t come back. They'll never come back for you.)
“I can- I think I can walk. I was walking earlier. I just need a little help,”
He groans as he pulls himself upright- a little too fast, the world tilts around him for a moment.
“Ok. For that I will have to take my pants off.”
He gestures needlessly at the bloodstain on his thigh. The yellow disco pants are ridiculously tight, and the bulge caused by the shape of bandaging is just visible in outline.