He swallows, hoping against hope it's just a bad glitch or two courtesy of the head injury. "Come on, Sweetheart. Let's get you indoors."
He'll let Glitch prattle on about whatever he wants, he'll listen gladly while tending to his injuries and preparing a bath for him while they wait for Raw and the verdict. Being hit in the head by a rock is bad enough if you don't have the medical record Glitch does.
He hopes the brain damage isn't extensive. He hopes it can be fixed. He'll expect the worst case scenario.
DG's waiting on the porch, and stands up when they come closer. "Everything's ready except the bath, Mister Cain. I...didn't know what else to do."
"Raw?"
She nods. "He's on his way. They're coming by car."
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He'll let Glitch prattle on about whatever he wants, he'll listen gladly while tending to his injuries and preparing a bath for him while they wait for Raw and the verdict. Being hit in the head by a rock is bad enough if you don't have the medical record Glitch does.
He hopes the brain damage isn't extensive. He hopes it can be fixed. He'll expect the worst case scenario.
DG's waiting on the porch, and stands up when they come closer. "Everything's ready except the bath, Mister Cain. I...didn't know what else to do."
"Raw?"
She nods. "He's on his way. They're coming by car."