[ jayce snarls back with wild eyes, furious, as if to ask what? what can i do? smacking the gravel at his sides that just about finish scaring the piximanders off. ]
What do you suggest?
[ nothing, if he still wants any rate of success when considering get out of here. when the fever passes. when the bone sets. when his leg heals. it will heal—
until jayce's thoughts sputter like a dying engine. until the cogs come together and turn in a direction that is quick enough understanding the implication. he's that hungry, and he knows serph enough— or call it a shared instinct, now he can only shake his head, sweating cold. ]
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What do you suggest?
[ nothing, if he still wants any rate of success when considering get out of here. when the fever passes. when the bone sets. when his leg heals. it will heal—
until jayce's thoughts sputter like a dying engine. until the cogs come together and turn in a direction that is quick enough understanding the implication. he's that hungry, and he knows serph enough— or call it a shared instinct, now he can only shake his head, sweating cold. ]
. . . N— [ he shakes again, ] No. No—