[PQ+] there's gold in the dirt

i wish i could say that i am a light that never goes out

The wounds on his throat don't hurt perhaps as much as one might expect. The skin there is already sufficiently deadened thanks to the scar-tissue that mottles it. The nerve endings there are long gone, but the Lullaby still hisses in a breath as Phoebe's strange bandages are applied. "Thanks." He grunts, placing one of his hands over Ronin's as he tries to turn himself slightly to regard the group.

Though the Governor absolutely does not want to go back ('tis but a flesh wound after all, for someone like him), to have 50% of your group inclined to call it a day is not the sort of thing he can ignore.  With his jaw feathering, a clear indication of the choice he'd make were it up to him, Remi merely nods his head.

"Alright. Back it is then." He says, putting a hand to his throat where roses of red have already started to bloom through the bandages. Standing, he nods to Ronin suggesting he might take the back as he had done before. Trudging along the path they'd come, hopefully, the way out of the jungle would be less hazardous than the way in.

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Remi agrees to leave as well! He starts leading the group out!

but I  f l i c k e r

from time to time

REMI

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