[This is the part of life, Dave has never seen. He stands there with the nurse as a cold sort of numb feeling steals over him. He knows what's going on. Hears it. Sees it. But the medical jargon makes no sense to him. Then they're taking her away and he wants to move to follow, but knows he can't. That's how it works.
He rubs under his shades, aware he's covered in Nill's blood. Blood, they mentioned her needing blood. He can do that. He has been here once before.] Would you at least let me give blood for her. Even if it can't be used, you can use it for someone else.
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He rubs under his shades, aware he's covered in Nill's blood. Blood, they mentioned her needing blood. He can do that. He has been here once before.] Would you at least let me give blood for her. Even if it can't be used, you can use it for someone else.