<blockquote>"Motherfucking ow, jesus."
Croc grips GQ a little tighter and keeps moving. No point looking at him. Croc knows what he looks like—looks like shit, right now—and it's more important to keep his eyes ahead. Ground's rocky as hell. GQ's going to have way more to complain about if Croc drops him. "It'd hurt less if you hadn't gotten shot," he tells GQ, flat.</blockquote>
