[ he pulls himself to his feet without hesitation, because he has died a thousand times in a thousand dreams, and he's felt pain more acute than this. this is all in his head, and he can set it aside and do what he must.
his grip on arthur's shoulder is just a fraction too tight. ]
If you stop for a red light I'll shoot you with your own gun.
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his grip on arthur's shoulder is just a fraction too tight. ]
If you stop for a red light I'll shoot you with your own gun.