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[bloodyrockgod]

Charlie sits by Bartleby side again. He's opened the blinds and the window enough to let in some sunshine and air, and he sits by his side with a hand in Bartleby's hair, just stroking it gently. He's fed and washed and manipulated Bartleby's limbs a bit, and he can't think of anything more to do.

So he strokes Bartleby's hair and hums a bit, his eyes closed.

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The pain's gotten a bit less, is the first thing Bartleby is aware of consciously thinking. It only feels like he's bruised all over now, instead of the sheer wall of torment that faced him the last time he was conscious.

He flutters his eyelashes open for less than a second, but the light stabs at him.