“So you rely on these two to be your sight, yet you cannot tell one of them is bleeding out right next to you.Can't you smell it?!” “It's hard to smell anything with Tychus, we’ve tried to clean him up but he refuses.” Obolus says. “And who— YOU?!” she snaps pushing Obolus off her. “Did you do this to him?!” He puts his hands up defensively, “It was an accident, I wasn’t sure he was behind me.” He protests. “An accident?! It’s a stab wound! Who even let you have a knife—?” Obolus looks down at Eridia. There is hostility.
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