[ Eurydice doesn't look up from her work as she says: ]
There's the cart. [ From Mumble's case, but she doesn't want to say that. ] Otherwise, we carry him. I can help.
[ She owes the others that much, at least. (It's only right that the dead carry the dead.)
Once the body is cleaned up enough to move, Eurydice will finally stand. Her jacket is pretty much gone at this point, and there's blood all over her shirt and arms, but she doesn't seem to care -- or rather, she isn't quite present enough to care. ]
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There's the cart. [ From Mumble's case, but she doesn't want to say that. ] Otherwise, we carry him. I can help.
[ She owes the others that much, at least. (It's only right that the dead carry the dead.)
Once the body is cleaned up enough to move, Eurydice will finally stand. Her jacket is pretty much gone at this point, and there's blood all over her shirt and arms, but she doesn't seem to care -- or rather, she isn't quite present enough to care. ]