[ Billy doesn't startle when the hand reaches out to touch him. He understands the curiosity. He's just as fascinated by it, and the movement wasn't sudden enough to cause alarm, but Billy's got a Thing about people touching him - especially his face - without any reason.
He sits on the coffee table, moving out of reach and turning to finish pulling out bandages and wound cleaner and anything else he might need. ]
I don't believe in coincidences.
[ Especially when the "coincidence" in question is someone who looks just like him. ]
So, what happened to you? Looks like something really kicked your ass.
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He sits on the coffee table, moving out of reach and turning to finish pulling out bandages and wound cleaner and anything else he might need. ]
I don't believe in coincidences.
[ Especially when the "coincidence" in question is someone who looks just like him. ]
So, what happened to you? Looks like something really kicked your ass.