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[keephersafe]

[Okay, R, just breathe. Well, don't breathe, but relax, because if you don't, you're going to stammer your way through this so badly that no one is going to get the right idea about what you're saying.

After Liv's post a few days ago, what R is about to do has been on his mind a great deal. He doesn't use the network often, and rarely to post something for himself, but this...

This is important.

There's no lighting or angle that really catches this guy's 'best side', because with the greyish pallor, pewter-coloured eyes and dark veins inching their way up the sides of his neck there is really no 'good side' to capture, but give him a break, he's doing his best.]

Um-- hi.

['Good start. Now carry on before you start to look like an idiot.']

There's s... something I have t-.. to say. I haven't... been trying to lie t-... to anyone. What Liv... what Liv said - I'm the same. Not... Not exactly the... same.

[That one's a given, probably, with the way there's no chance he's passing as Living, and the problematic speech impediment.]

I'm... I'm a z-.. zombie too. I don't want t... to hurt anyone. I just... don't want to be sh-.. shot at. [You know, if it's not too much trouble.]

Okay. Mm... thanks.

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[keephersafe]

[Sure, he'd survive, but the problem would be he wouldn't heal, and even if it wouldn't hurt he has no wish to hasten the decomposition process.

Cutting him open probably wouldn't help anything in that regard.]

Yeah... Not... trying to lie.

[naughty_nurse]

... Thank you for telling us. I mean it.

[keephersafe]

[He hesitates, then nods his head once.]

S... sure. [It's definitely not what everyone wants to hear, and he's still not sure he should have said it, but it's out there now.]

Are you... okay?

[naughty_nurse]

... Not right now. But... I think if I have more time... I will be.

[keephersafe]

... Okay.

[He can take that, and offers a small smile as he nods.]

You kn-... know where I... am.