Mick knew Ansgar was worried and so would anyone be regarding the bruise. Moving away from both of them the blond began dialling the phone by the door to get Gloria. He wanted to make sure Rex was going to be ok just in case he didn't have concussion or something worse. How hard did he crack his head anyway?
"I've phone Gloria. She's on her way."
Coming back he patted the Dane on the shoulder and then squeezed Rex's arm. These two. Mick hoping he didn't need to grab the bucket himself to spill the contents of his growling stomach. Rex felt himself beginning to feel tired as he slowly began to slump towards Mick.
"Hey, mate. Keep awake, eh? I once had my head cracked by some bastard with a bottle. Ziggy looked after me the whole week until I got better. We're family here and you're going to be ok."
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5/5/22 16:08 (UTC)"I've phone Gloria. She's on her way."
Coming back he patted the Dane on the shoulder and then squeezed Rex's arm. These two. Mick hoping he didn't need to grab the bucket himself to spill the contents of his growling stomach. Rex felt himself beginning to feel tired as he slowly began to slump towards Mick.
"Hey, mate. Keep awake, eh? I once had my head cracked by some bastard with a bottle. Ziggy looked after me the whole week until I got better. We're family here and you're going to be ok."
Mick had to make sure Rex wouldn't pass out.