[ If hearing Bigby had been relieving, seeing him is even more so.
Unfortunately, Teddy doubts that any particularly exciting motions to meet with him would be appropriate, especially given the blood that runs down his arms (oozing from long, crossing red lines) and how the floor is sizzling under him.
Still, he manages a half-smile somehow. ] I found our box.
[ Which is tucked neatly under his bicep. It's only a little bloodstained, red in the shape of Teddy's fingerprints, but he'd done his best to keep it safe. ]
I don't know how I lost it, but... [ He shakes his head, pulling it from its place and holding it out delicately between the pads of his fingers. ] I never got to show you the papers I found.
[ Yeah, Teddy's pretty much not going to pay attention to the fact he's bleeding out. ]
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Unfortunately, Teddy doubts that any particularly exciting motions to meet with him would be appropriate, especially given the blood that runs down his arms (oozing from long, crossing red lines) and how the floor is sizzling under him.
Still, he manages a half-smile somehow. ] I found our box.
[ Which is tucked neatly under his bicep. It's only a little bloodstained, red in the shape of Teddy's fingerprints, but he'd done his best to keep it safe. ]
I don't know how I lost it, but... [ He shakes his head, pulling it from its place and holding it out delicately between the pads of his fingers. ] I never got to show you the papers I found.
[ Yeah, Teddy's pretty much not going to pay attention to the fact he's bleeding out. ]