"My leg is broken," Mathias agrees, but it's almost absent. It doesn't hurt as much as he thought it might, though he's never broken a bone before. Henrich was always the one doing dangerous things and ending up in a cast or a splint. He'd even had a concussion once, but Mathias has always been careful. Even in his spirited adventures, he's been cautious. Until Mexico. Until the ruins.
Until now.
"It smells down here," he says. "When Pablo fell down the mineshaft, he broke his back. It smelled, we could all smell that he'd shit himself."
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Date: 2011-07-10 11:15 pm (UTC)Until now.
"It smells down here," he says. "When Pablo fell down the mineshaft, he broke his back. It smelled, we could all smell that he'd shit himself."