[On the top of a roof looking up at him... It's odd, how small Martin seemed for a moment.
He nods, carefully holding his rat friend to his chest until it crawls into his ruana and he can use both hands to start helping Martin down. His eyes are burning trying to see more but he's trying to push past it.]
Yeah, or someone thinks this is my fault some how.
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He nods, carefully holding his rat friend to his chest until it crawls into his ruana and he can use both hands to start helping Martin down. His eyes are burning trying to see more but he's trying to push past it.]
Yeah, or someone thinks this is my fault some how.
[But he knows it is.]