[Every fumble seems to take an eternity, but then all of a sudden he's free and he's catapulting off the bed with every ounce of speed available to him, uncaring of the tugging at his wound.]
I should-- I need to go.
[That's a bad idea. It's Will that grounds him, Will or Steve, and the latter isn't here.]
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I should-- I need to go.
[That's a bad idea. It's Will that grounds him, Will or Steve, and the latter isn't here.]