Re: Roof, Hell's Kitchen: Clem, Bucky & Matt
A few days and 'twill heal. [Repeating things, that was real indicative of Clementine's mood. Still crouching, but she did move quick when Matt reached for her. The fool man would get himself to standing, she reckoned, whether she was inclined to help or not. He'd fall himself right over, and they'd be worse off than they already were. And that silent man on over there, he wasn't saying a thing, and that silence wasn't making Clementine feel any better 'bout a damn thing.]
Me and James, we'll get you to your place. I'll get you patched right, and he can stay and protect you from anything that comes.
[Here, standing now, she shot James a real long look, because James best not be sassing her just 'bout now. She was already trying to figure how a punctured lung could fix itself in a few days, and she was turning that 'round in her head, trying to suss whether she believed it was literal, or whether it was just Matt sounding like some Irish charmer off a damn stage and saying lines to make her calm.]
The only thing you're putting aright is that lung, and don't you argue with me any. I got my kin coming to fix the window and install a real nice alarm system. [That was said like there was no arguing any about it.] I got work, and I can't hide somewhere else for a real long time, but I'll come with you until you're wrapped and settled. How far are we going?
[She glanced at James, and her real-perfect brow was lifted high. Maybe James knew where they were going, seeing as the blind man couldn't know real well, could he? So, James that just happened to be walking on by, make yourself real helpful some.]