[Once they're out on the flat of the stage, Benjamin notices how Antonio's arms are trembling.]
...Put him down here.
[He says, his voice gruff and low, and then starts doing so.]
We need to wait for Orpheus to come back with a shroud, unless we want to drip- [His chest tightens like a vise. He looks down at the Balladeer's face, at the blood already starting to pool underneath him from the now-opened wounds, and it's a good thing that he's already mostly set him down, because his own hands (stained, bloody, wet and sticky) start shaking.
Somewhere, someone makes a soft, pained, grief-stricken sound, like a wounded animal.
It takes him a second before he realizes, the sound is coming from him.]
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...Put him down here.
[He says, his voice gruff and low, and then starts doing so.]
We need to wait for Orpheus to come back with a shroud, unless we want to drip- [His chest tightens like a vise. He looks down at the Balladeer's face, at the blood already starting to pool underneath him from the now-opened wounds, and it's a good thing that he's already mostly set him down, because his own hands (stained, bloody, wet and sticky) start shaking.
Somewhere, someone makes a soft, pained, grief-stricken sound, like a wounded animal.
It takes him a second before he realizes, the sound is coming from him.]