[Just when Johnny was beginning to think he had a handle on the situation, someone just had to come along and catch him looking like a half-drowned kitten. Great, lovely. Fucking Superb.]
[Johnny looks at the hand offered to him, then to the shit brick-house it's attached to, and something bitter turns in his stomach. It's not like this guy has any way of knowing he just said the wrong thing, and he's clearly just trying to be a good person, but that doesn't do much to get the sour taste out of Johnny's mouth.]
Yeah, unless you can pull a miracle out of your ass, that's not happening.
[To emphasize this point, he pushes himself up from his belly-crawl and twists at the waist to sit upright- the lower half of his body doesn't follow with the movement, and he has to use his hands to bring one of his legs close enough to inspect for damage. It's not like he'd be able to feel it if something sliced him open while he was in the water.]
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[Johnny looks at the hand offered to him, then to the shit brick-house it's attached to, and something bitter turns in his stomach. It's not like this guy has any way of knowing he just said the wrong thing, and he's clearly just trying to be a good person, but that doesn't do much to get the sour taste out of Johnny's mouth.]
Yeah, unless you can pull a miracle out of your ass, that's not happening.
[To emphasize this point, he pushes himself up from his belly-crawl and twists at the waist to sit upright- the lower half of his body doesn't follow with the movement, and he has to use his hands to bring one of his legs close enough to inspect for damage. It's not like he'd be able to feel it if something sliced him open while he was in the water.]