With an appreciative nod, V reaches for the bandages instead.
They'll make to walk off a short distance to put them on, possibly to brace themselves against a car if they feel the need.
Still, something's bothering them about - well, all of this. Shouldn't they be able to heal themselves, to some degree? Maybe V will need to look in the convoy for equipment, but that still feels like its own gamble.
Distracted, they don't immediately notice when their sigil glows.
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Back at the RV, V is out of sight but not out of hearing, as is rapidly revealed when they start screaming. It's a higher pitch than one would expect from hearing their voice, without being completely shrill.
Transformation Time!
They'll make to walk off a short distance to put them on, possibly to brace themselves against a car if they feel the need.
Still, something's bothering them about - well, all of this. Shouldn't they be able to heal themselves, to some degree? Maybe V will need to look in the convoy for equipment, but that still feels like its own gamble.
Distracted, they don't immediately notice when their sigil glows.
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Back at the RV, V is out of sight but not out of hearing, as is rapidly revealed when they start screaming. It's a higher pitch than one would expect from hearing their voice, without being completely shrill.
And it's definitely a scream of pain.