Clarkie nodded his head and sat there as he heard and sensed the point man moving in closer to him in that way a person can when they have gotten used to the dark and their other senses became more acute.
He couldn't remember how long it had been but he did remember some men coming in and injecting him with something - probably something they figured would get him to talk but it hadn't and they had left. Probably to do the same to Arthur, he figured.
"All the above," he said - drugged and weak, which wasn't surprising all things considering.
If Clarkie noticed something out of the ordinary, and chances were that he did to at least some degree, he didn't say anything. He was thankful to be free and to get the fuck out of there, if he was completely honest. "No arguments here, love," he said, slowly moving to his feet with a wince. Okay, so his legs were sore and -- bloody fuck, his whole body was tell him he was joking for even thinking about moving.
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He couldn't remember how long it had been but he did remember some men coming in and injecting him with something - probably something they figured would get him to talk but it hadn't and they had left. Probably to do the same to Arthur, he figured.
"All the above," he said - drugged and weak, which wasn't surprising all things considering.
If Clarkie noticed something out of the ordinary, and chances were that he did to at least some degree, he didn't say anything. He was thankful to be free and to get the fuck out of there, if he was completely honest. "No arguments here, love," he said, slowly moving to his feet with a wince. Okay, so his legs were sore and -- bloody fuck, his whole body was tell him he was joking for even thinking about moving.