Wash yelps, in surprise as much as pain, and tears the web off his arm. "Jesus, Peter, are you done?!"
Pain is pretty good at circumventing denial and uncertainty, and Wash scolds him like he would have had Peter done something purposefully boneheaded in his hand-to-hand class. "What the hell was that?"
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Wash yelps, in surprise as much as pain, and tears the web off his arm. "Jesus, Peter, are you done?!"
Pain is pretty good at circumventing denial and uncertainty, and Wash scolds him like he would have had Peter done something purposefully boneheaded in his hand-to-hand class. "What the hell was that?"
Around them, the walls flicker.