He's still eyeing her suspiciously as he presses one last kiss against Face's temple.
"Come on, baby," he drawls, deliberately making his voice as syrupy-sweet as it can get. "Let's get you fixed up, you're gonna be hurtin' bad when all that adrenaline wears off."
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"Come on, baby," he drawls, deliberately making his voice as syrupy-sweet as it can get. "Let's get you fixed up, you're gonna be hurtin' bad when all that adrenaline wears off."