[ John's decent at evasion and he practically rolls away to stalk from Crowley, off to get himself a broom and a dustpan, glass crinkling under his boots.
He pumps his fist and he can feel there's still a piece of glass in there, but it offers him a satisfying amount of clarity, brought along with the pain it causes. ]
It's better I clean up own messes.
[ Blake means that in more ways than one, really, though at this point he feels it also reflects strongly on his state of mind at the moment. ]
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He pumps his fist and he can feel there's still a piece of glass in there, but it offers him a satisfying amount of clarity, brought along with the pain it causes. ]
It's better I clean up own messes.
[ Blake means that in more ways than one, really, though at this point he feels it also reflects strongly on his state of mind at the moment. ]