[ He wretches while they're talking and he slumps back into Hank, moaning a little. The poison is slowly seeping through his veins, one can assume the black muck is his body trying to fight it off.
He's getting pale, drenched in a cold sweat. Breathing hard. But then Hank touches him, speaks to him in that soothing voice.
Gavin swallows and it's suddenly a little easier to breath. He curls up into Hank more, pressing his nose right up against his neck. ]
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He's getting pale, drenched in a cold sweat. Breathing hard. But then Hank touches him, speaks to him in that soothing voice.
Gavin swallows and it's suddenly a little easier to breath. He curls up into Hank more, pressing his nose right up against his neck. ]
Don't leave me.