[He chokes down the urge to vomit again, because Terry is dying. He's dying.]
You're going to die, Terry! I won't find them!
[That's not what he wanted to say, but he can't deal with that shit right now too. Toki hesitates only a few seconds before getting to his knees on the blood-soaked ground and looking for the scissors. They're big, and ornate or something fancy. It shouldn't be too hard. He has a huge blind spot and that's not helping him look any faster; he has to be more meticulous.]
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[He chokes down the urge to vomit again, because Terry is dying. He's dying.]
You're going to die, Terry! I won't find them!
[That's not what he wanted to say, but he can't deal with that shit right now too. Toki hesitates only a few seconds before getting to his knees on the blood-soaked ground and looking for the scissors. They're big, and ornate or something fancy. It shouldn't be too hard. He has a huge blind spot and that's not helping him look any faster; he has to be more meticulous.]