[For a moment, he didn't even realize what had happened - except that his grip suddenly loosened, that light and the glow suddenly fading away as he jerks back off of Sherlock, his hands reaching towards a strange heat in his left shoulder.
...and as he touches it, bringing back bright red blood.
At looking at it, the pain suddenly lances through his being, causing him to grab at it and crouch down, groaning.]
Agh - ghh!!
[That arm hung uselessly, and he internally swore - knowing that now he was at a disadvantage.
(But in the end, if he's the one to die - then that would be fine, wouldn't it? He'd just give back what was originally someone else's life.)]
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...and as he touches it, bringing back bright red blood.
At looking at it, the pain suddenly lances through his being, causing him to grab at it and crouch down, groaning.]
Agh - ghh!!
[That arm hung uselessly, and he internally swore - knowing that now he was at a disadvantage.
(But in the end, if he's the one to die - then that would be fine, wouldn't it? He'd just give back what was originally someone else's life.)]