[ It's an obvious question, one that Mouse doesn't really have an answer to if he stops to think about it (which he doesn't). Not knowing why he's here, how he got here, what they were doing in this room with Tommy doped up can be a worrying thing and the last thing Mouse wants to do is freak out.
So instead, he takes a few steps closer, his nose crinkling in sympathetic discomfort as the bandages are peeled away from reluctant skin. ]
Do have friends. Duh. [ Mouse chews on his lip and then offers an uncertain: ] ...need help?
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So instead, he takes a few steps closer, his nose crinkling in sympathetic discomfort as the bandages are peeled away from reluctant skin. ]
Do have friends. Duh. [ Mouse chews on his lip and then offers an uncertain: ] ...need help?