[He makes a non-committal noise; this is the first time he's truly missed the shape of himself. It's always been regret at not being able to use miracles, to move through space, but he suddenly misses his teeth and claws and size. He doesn't want this useless human body that shivers and hurts.
Not productive thoughts, right now.]
Right. Shelter, fire. There ought to be buildings we can get into up that way. You good to walk?
[He can barely feel the pain from the bite, his limbs too cold to register pain, but that gash on Ellie's leg looks nasty. If she's good to go, though, he'll start heading to the closest building.]
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Not productive thoughts, right now.]
Right. Shelter, fire. There ought to be buildings we can get into up that way. You good to walk?
[He can barely feel the pain from the bite, his limbs too cold to register pain, but that gash on Ellie's leg looks nasty. If she's good to go, though, he'll start heading to the closest building.]