The cloth heaves to the ground, and Win staggers. I catch him as he turns back to the display. “Win, you have to stop! You’re hurt.” He’s panting. It wasn’t just fatigue I heard in his voice before, it was pain. “I’ll be fine,” he says. “Just a cut. Stupid glass.” His hand slips, and I see what he means. A thick chunk, its edge glitteringly sharp, is protruding through a tear in his shirt from the flesh just below his ribs. The shot I heard on my way up the stairs, or an earlier one, must have caught one of the glass desks when he was near it. Blood is welling up around the chunk, soaking into the waist of his pants now. Nausea washes over me. “You’re not fine! We have you to get to a hospital. You need someone to look after that now.” He’s shaking his head. The idiot. He’d let himself bleed to death in front of me if he could. He almost did, wandering around that office with Kurra following him when he could have jumped away.
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