Murmuring, reaching out to take the handkerchief from him, dabbing, and then holding it still while he's still bleeding.
"I know. I know. The only one here who doesn't know the steps is you, Mister Shelby. It's trench warfare, and you went and stood up straight, not knowing any better. Now you've come home, startled that they're shooting at us for lifting our heads up. Y'see? Sabini and me, we each has our next steps to take. This is life. This is London, Shelby, so catch your breath." And here, he takes him firmly by the jaw, and looks him in the eyes. "Hey?"
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Murmuring, reaching out to take the handkerchief from him, dabbing, and then holding it still while he's still bleeding.
"I know. I know. The only one here who doesn't know the steps is you, Mister Shelby. It's trench warfare, and you went and stood up straight, not knowing any better. Now you've come home, startled that they're shooting at us for lifting our heads up. Y'see? Sabini and me, we each has our next steps to take. This is life. This is London, Shelby, so catch your breath." And here, he takes him firmly by the jaw, and looks him in the eyes. "Hey?"