[wordlessly, Martin moves to obey, still a little stuck on the smell of blood. seeing it soaking the couch doesn't help matters much, either...but he can keep moving even if his legs feel wobbly and ungainly from fatigue.
his only delay in returning is in having to refill the water when he realizes he'd left the tap on cold, but he comes back and carefully sets it down on the coffee table, gently nudging the fishbowl aside (currently retired from the Roomba service due to roof-based incidents highlighting household hazards).
from there he settles on his knees, watching Andy's hands, glancing at Archie's injuries intermittently, unsure if he should feel more worried than he does tired.]
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his only delay in returning is in having to refill the water when he realizes he'd left the tap on cold, but he comes back and carefully sets it down on the coffee table, gently nudging the fishbowl aside (currently retired from the Roomba service due to roof-based incidents highlighting household hazards).
from there he settles on his knees, watching Andy's hands, glancing at Archie's injuries intermittently, unsure if he should feel more worried than he does tired.]