[He nods his head slow-- only to stop and get strangled on a laugh.]
Fireworks... would be great...
[Set them off somewhere far and then go right back here. The dead would rush to the sound. He could literally stand there and hold the door for them. But, unfortunately, they don't have those and he doesn't want to postpone this for too long.]
But... playing bait... myself... might work... Except that... I smell like--
[He stops, head lifting, gaze sliding back to Ryder. It's risky for a whole other reason but--]
I need to... smell like you... at least... from a distance... and you... [They didn't get around to laundry yet. He starts to pull off his jacket.] What do you have... that I can borrow...? Preferably... bloody or smelly... [His sweater follows, revealing the torn black tee beneath layered over the stripey shirt that's missing a chunk at his arm.]
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Fireworks... would be great...
[Set them off somewhere far and then go right back here. The dead would rush to the sound. He could literally stand there and hold the door for them. But, unfortunately, they don't have those and he doesn't want to postpone this for too long.]
But... playing bait... myself... might work... Except that... I smell like--
[He stops, head lifting, gaze sliding back to Ryder. It's risky for a whole other reason but--]
I need to... smell like you... at least... from a distance... and you... [They didn't get around to laundry yet. He starts to pull off his jacket.] What do you have... that I can borrow...? Preferably... bloody or smelly... [His sweater follows, revealing the torn black tee beneath layered over the stripey shirt that's missing a chunk at his arm.]