[ Matthew attempts to straighten up when Declan lifts him, helpfully pulling his feet back underneath of himself to support some part of his own weight, though he mostly relies on his brother. ]
Yeah. I think.
[ Once upright, gingerly avoiding the pieces of broken ceramic on the floor and holding on to Declan with one arm, he uses the other to wipe his mouth; his face twists when he sees the black stain it leaves on his sleeve. ]
Gross.
[ A little shudder goes through him and he says it again-- ]
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Yeah. I think.
[ Once upright, gingerly avoiding the pieces of broken ceramic on the floor and holding on to Declan with one arm, he uses the other to wipe his mouth; his face twists when he sees the black stain it leaves on his sleeve. ]
Gross.
[ A little shudder goes through him and he says it again-- ]
Gross.