James sits down and Davin smiles, but the reprieve doesn't last for long. Davin grimaces and fiddles with the splint again. "Uh, nothin'?"
An officer came to talk to him at the hospital, and Davin remembers sort of waving him away. He had just wanted to get sleep at that point, and the thought of talking to the police scared him. It still kind of does. He sighs and rubs at his good eye. "D'ya want me t'give a statement or somethin'?"
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Date: 2014-12-16 12:02 am (UTC)James sits down and Davin smiles, but the reprieve doesn't last for long. Davin grimaces and fiddles with the splint again. "Uh, nothin'?"
An officer came to talk to him at the hospital, and Davin remembers sort of waving him away. He had just wanted to get sleep at that point, and the thought of talking to the police scared him. It still kind of does. He sighs and rubs at his good eye. "D'ya want me t'give a statement or somethin'?"