[That was fast. Faster than he'd been expecting and so fast he almost teetered over. Regaining his balance, he nodded, stepping inside. Even with his hand over his wound applying pressure, he still left a trail of blood that dripped from his fingers.
It looked worse than it was, or he was pretty sure it did anyway. It just hurt to breathe and if it didn't hurt so bad he would have been able to handle it on his own without worrying Fitz. Maybe. Either way, he made it to the bathroom and leaned heavily against the counter, trying to catch his breath.]
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It looked worse than it was, or he was pretty sure it did anyway. It just hurt to breathe and if it didn't hurt so bad he would have been able to handle it on his own without worrying Fitz. Maybe. Either way, he made it to the bathroom and leaned heavily against the counter, trying to catch his breath.]