[Engineer doesn't hide his eyes rolling as Spy flips the knife closed. They eventually stumble both their asses up the concrete ramp, past his sentry and the bomb port (why did that even exist), and finally up to the dispenser again the wall.]
Shoot, son. [He wheezes the word out.] Remind me to actually listen to Scout next time and move that dang thing.
[As he talks, he notices he starts talking better and better. He looks down at his arm. Despite the bloodstains on his jacket, the wound is gone. He takes a breath and pats his chest.]
could probably start ending about here if you want?
[Engineer doesn't hide his eyes rolling as Spy flips the knife closed. They eventually stumble both their asses up the concrete ramp, past his sentry and the bomb port (why did that even exist), and finally up to the dispenser again the wall.]
Shoot, son. [He wheezes the word out.] Remind me to actually listen to Scout next time and move that dang thing.
[As he talks, he notices he starts talking better and better. He looks down at his arm. Despite the bloodstains on his jacket, the wound is gone. He takes a breath and pats his chest.]
Alright, go on.