[Well, the fact Joshua is still there when Beat gets back surprises him to the point he almost drops the cold wet cloth he was carrying, water dripping sloppily over his fingers as he clenches to keep it still.]
Uh... couldn't find any icepacks or anythin', but there was water an' cloths.
[He either broke into a house or found an empty one, the details aren't important. What's important is he's moving cautiously closer to where Joshua had decided to lean against, like the other is a scared animal that might bolt, and holds out the wet cloth.]
Should be 'nuff, though... [He's also watching Joshua warily for signs of retaliation, though it's slowly dawning on him that if the Composer wasn't sending him flying, he might really be at the whim of that lady too.
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Uh... couldn't find any icepacks or anythin', but there was water an' cloths.
[He either broke into a house or found an empty one, the details aren't important. What's important is he's moving cautiously closer to where Joshua had decided to lean against, like the other is a scared animal that might bolt, and holds out the wet cloth.]
Should be 'nuff, though... [He's also watching Joshua warily for signs of retaliation, though it's slowly dawning on him that if the Composer wasn't sending him flying, he might really be at the whim of that lady too.
He was telling the truth and Beat punched him.
Lordy.]