Voice

[blitzkriegspitz]

[ It's too damn bright out and the heat, don't get him started on the heat. As if being an albino and insomniac wasn't already hard enough, now he's got to put up with this damn heat! ]

Ugh-

[ Heine really don't want to openly talk to anyone, but it looks like he's got no choice. ]

How well stocked is the clinic?

[ Its easier to find this shit out first before he drags his ass all across the sun-scorched City, just to find the place empty or raided. God forbid he'd actually have to interact with someone face to face too. ]

I need a roll of bandages, nothin' fancy.

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voice;

[survivorsguilt]

I keep a couple of bandages in my bag. I can drop some off if you want. I'm Ellie, by the way.

voice;

[blitzkriegspitz]

[ It takes Heine a little longer to respond than it should. It's not her fault but he was sure she said Lily instead of Ellie. Oh God, Oh God no, no, not now. That feeling of panic, fear and dread sickens Heine from the pit of his stomach, like a dirty drug in the veins settling in.

It can't be, It can't be. He must have misheard. ]

Lily?!

voice;

[survivorsguilt]

[Oh, boy. She hates this. Ellie doesn't want to be mistaken for someone else; doesn't want to be responsible for undoubtedly letting this person down.]

Uh, no. Sorry. Ellie.