"That's exactly what I'm saying. If you stayed still for long enough some bird would lay eggs in there," he says with a smile that meant no good. "If you do get in trouble, a) don't call me and b) try not to bleed out too much." he huffed and crossed his arms over his chest. If Guerin thought that would make him more likely to just let him go after that, he was wrong.
"So, apparently, I gotta try harder. Heard," he says, even though he hasn't decided yet if he's going to do anything about it, but hey, he's heard it. He snorts and gives Valenti a mocking salute. "Don't worry. I've survived my whole life without having a doctor who knows about everything."
He'll just do the mature thing and bleed in his truck with a bottle of nail polish remover, like he normally does. "See you around, doc."
He stiffens his back and glares down at Michael. "Maybe you ought to start seeing one. You have a a high-risk of getting it real bad," he huffs. "See you around and don't die on me."
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Date: 2019-05-18 01:23 pm (UTC)He'll just do the mature thing and bleed in his truck with a bottle of nail polish remover, like he normally does. "See you around, doc."
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