"Soon. We'll sleep soon, but food's practically done. We might as well eat while it's warm." It's the voice of reason, pointing out that Glitch's fatigue is his body's way of insisting on preserving energy. He'll need sleep soon, and, another addendum: if he got a concussion from the blow to the head, and he's slept out there, the damage is already done. More sleep won't make it worse.
In just a few minutes, there's food on the table, Wyatt and Glitch sharing a plate through some sort of mutual but unspoken understanding. It's easier than stealing food off each other's plates. DG and Wyatt both tuck in in silence.
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Date: 2009-09-16 12:49 pm (UTC)In just a few minutes, there's food on the table, Wyatt and Glitch sharing a plate through some sort of mutual but unspoken understanding. It's easier than stealing food off each other's plates. DG and Wyatt both tuck in in silence.