[They were just gloves, he told himself. Just gloves. He could live without them. When Leo began to walk away Elliot found himself moving to catch up, sprinting until he was side by side.
Jesus Leo. Rude.]
Will I?
[Oh. He probably would, wouldn't he? They weren't too badly stained with blood, but they were still stained.]
Well...if I just get the blood out, it'll be fine, right?
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Jesus Leo. Rude.]
Will I?
[Oh. He probably would, wouldn't he? They weren't too badly stained with blood, but they were still stained.]
Well...if I just get the blood out, it'll be fine, right?