[ His eyes zero in on the bandaged hand when it comes into view, brows furrowing in concern before he's distracted back to the matter at--well, at hand.
He'd nearly forgotten about the strange paper with the whole business of escaping a grain silo and being accosted by a gang of hungry chickens. (Which are, for the record, still hanging around and fighting each other for the larger chunks of feed that fell out during Sigma's tumble.) Patting himself down to find where it ended up, he fishes the surprisingly still intact parchment out of his coat and makes quick work of undoing the twine. ]
Thought I must've lost this thing back in the silo...
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He'd nearly forgotten about the strange paper with the whole business of escaping a grain silo and being accosted by a gang of hungry chickens. (Which are, for the record, still hanging around and fighting each other for the larger chunks of feed that fell out during Sigma's tumble.) Patting himself down to find where it ended up, he fishes the surprisingly still intact parchment out of his coat and makes quick work of undoing the twine. ]
Thought I must've lost this thing back in the silo...