Thanks. [ He responds, the cheer in his expression slowly fading away. ] That'd help me out.
[ Because the sooner he finds him, the sooner he can get the shade-y popsicle inside somewhere warm, unthaw him a bit. The few times he's seen him around, he was clinging to his side for some warmth, something he can't give with this undead body anymore.
The doctor sticks his hand out and leads the way, walking over the trail of footprints left by others, monster and human alike, that went this direction, trudging over the snow. ]
You haven't met anyone here that you recognized, have you? [ He knows it happens. Sometimes people from the same world get brought here. Sometimes they don't. McCoy is lucky in that respect — because no one he knows has ever shown up here. He hopes they never will. ]
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[ Because the sooner he finds him, the sooner he can get the shade-y popsicle inside somewhere warm, unthaw him a bit. The few times he's seen him around, he was clinging to his side for some warmth, something he can't give with this undead body anymore.
The doctor sticks his hand out and leads the way, walking over the trail of footprints left by others, monster and human alike, that went this direction, trudging over the snow. ]
You haven't met anyone here that you recognized, have you? [ He knows it happens. Sometimes people from the same world get brought here. Sometimes they don't. McCoy is lucky in that respect — because no one he knows has ever shown up here. He hopes they never will. ]