[What the fuck was this guy even doing? Iggy hears the pop, feels a fleeting touch, and then suddenly there's a knife.
Iggy just stays still, trusting Caleb completely. (Whether or not he should has not even occurred to him.) At his words he nods enthusiastically. The goo is making him feel woozy, he thinks.]
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Iggy just stays still, trusting Caleb completely. (Whether or not he should has not even occurred to him.) At his words he nods enthusiastically. The goo is making him feel woozy, he thinks.]
If it doesn't I dunno what we're gonna do.
[Cry. He'll cry.]