latetags this like a jerk don't look at me

[Teeth find his lower lip and bite down almost hard enough to break skin.]

Gods, I don't— [But she was right. They only had ten minutes.] Five, maybe six minutes at most.

[A pained, supremely bitter afterthought:]

You'd pass out in three.

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