[Mick doesn't even other trying to hold back the growl at seeing the extend of the wounds on Snart's back. Sure they'd both grown up with old men who were more monster than father but even this was extreme. He peels off his gloves before helping Snart with his shirt. He could've cut the thing off but the stubborn shit has to go and do things the hard way.
Most he's got on hand to clean him up is a couple of bottles of water that don't look too sketchy so he uses one and the torn remains of his shirt to try and clean off most of the old blood.] Was it one of 'em that gets off on pain?
[He's seen the demons and the shows that they put on.
The little dragon clambers down from Mick's shoulder and snakes forward until he's curled up in Snart's lap, peering up at him curiously.]
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Date: 2021-05-25 06:46 pm (UTC)Most he's got on hand to clean him up is a couple of bottles of water that don't look too sketchy so he uses one and the torn remains of his shirt to try and clean off most of the old blood.] Was it one of 'em that gets off on pain?
[He's seen the demons and the shows that they put on.
The little dragon clambers down from Mick's shoulder and snakes forward until he's curled up in Snart's lap, peering up at him curiously.]