[Oh, the saddest little burrito there ever was. Corry chuckles a little, helping Iggy sit up enough to sip at the water.]
You're not dumb, baby. You're sick. [A pause, and he presses his lips together in deep thought.] I suppose I just -- dislike the idea of you being here alone with nobody to help.
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Date: 2023-10-01 12:38 am (UTC)You're not dumb, baby. You're sick. [A pause, and he presses his lips together in deep thought.] I suppose I just -- dislike the idea of you being here alone with nobody to help.