It's fine, it's fine! Hardly anyone wanders back this way.
[And if they do WEN NING CAN JUST PERISH. Wow he's no help at all - especially since he's immediately dropping into what Wen Ning will probably recognize as his "I have something I'm focusing on now, goodbye" mode.
He carefully looks over the scarring, lifts Wen Ning's arms up one at a time, holds his hands and gently flexes each at the elbow and wrist. He holds them out straight, rotates the shoulders, pulls them forward and then up. When he moves to his back, he presses two fingers against the scar tissue there. WHO IN THE FCK PUT A HOLE IN HIS ZOMBIE...]
You can feel all of that? Any pain, soreness, stiffness?
[Though beginning at "pain", it's overlapped by the thought: I've never seen anything like this...]
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[And if they do WEN NING CAN JUST PERISH. Wow he's no help at all - especially since he's immediately dropping into what Wen Ning will probably recognize as his "I have something I'm focusing on now, goodbye" mode.
He carefully looks over the scarring, lifts Wen Ning's arms up one at a time, holds his hands and gently flexes each at the elbow and wrist. He holds them out straight, rotates the shoulders, pulls them forward and then up. When he moves to his back, he presses two fingers against the scar tissue there. WHO IN THE FCK PUT A HOLE IN HIS ZOMBIE...]
You can feel all of that? Any pain, soreness, stiffness?
[Though beginning at "pain", it's overlapped by the thought: I've never seen anything like this...]