[There's no agreement or disagreement, just a low groan like he wants to be sick but can't]
Thanks... for stopping me. You and Sigrun saved my life.
[And Black's of course.]
It... wouldn't have been clean.
[The slash on Sigrun's jacket was proof of that. He didn't just want to stab Black, he had intended (as much as he was capable of *intending* anything in that moment) of gutting him. They didn't have the equipment to fix that. It would have been slow and painful and foul]
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Thanks... for stopping me. You and Sigrun saved my life.
[And Black's of course.]
It... wouldn't have been clean.
[The slash on Sigrun's jacket was proof of that. He didn't just want to stab Black, he had intended (as much as he was capable of *intending* anything in that moment) of gutting him. They didn't have the equipment to fix that. It would have been slow and painful and foul]