[ No worries, it's a utility hug. Needs must. Well at least those should stand out, even if they're small compared to a leg. He nods, then follows her gaze down... and his stomach does a little flip. His shoe's gone. Shit, did they leave it behind? There was a lot going on at the time, lot of other stuff to focus on. He still kind of glances back the way they came, as far as he can turn his head anyway. ]
[ ... It's fine. They'll find his leg and if it's not there, then he can walk back. No one picks up an abandoned shoe. All they do is ponder the life choices that led to that moment. He sighs. ]
Well I mean if the shoe didn't go with it it's got a couple scars like a bullet wound and like [ He pauses, brow furrowed, trying to think of a way to continue. ] Like two rows of circles behind the knee if it took that much I don't know
[ It's weird trying to police sketch artist your own features, especially weird scars. ]
There can't be that many parts though right it's not taking everyone's leg or everyone's ears
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[ ... It's fine. They'll find his leg and if it's not there, then he can walk back. No one picks up an abandoned shoe. All they do is ponder the life choices that led to that moment. He sighs. ]
Well I mean if the shoe didn't go with it it's got a couple scars like a bullet wound and like [ He pauses, brow furrowed, trying to think of a way to continue. ] Like two rows of circles behind the knee if it took that much I don't know
[ It's weird trying to police sketch artist your own features, especially weird scars. ]
There can't be that many parts though right it's not taking everyone's leg or everyone's ears