[Hmmm... He'll hold it here like so for a good few minutes before he gets too curious and peels back the towel to take a look himself. Yeesh, he got himself good.]
I think I bled a little on that potato.
[What else is he supposed to say... D is fretting over him after all this time, as if everything's normal. He has to think about that.]
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I think I bled a little on that potato.
[What else is he supposed to say... D is fretting over him after all this time, as if everything's normal. He has to think about that.]