"How are you holding up, Har? You've been silent ever since we left your house."
"I feel like an idiot. Louis was using me as a lab rat and I didn't even know it. He tricked me."
"He can't hurt you now."
"I doubt it. It's not like I have anywhere else to go. I can't hide for long. Eventually I'll go home and he'll drug me again. When I wake up I'll be a monster."
"No, that's not going to happen. You're not going to be that goblin thing again."
"Peter, you can't stop him. Neither of us can."
"I can try. No one deserves to be treated that way."
"…ouch! What the hell?"
"Whoa, are you all right?"
"Err, yeah, just tripped on something. Ow, my elbows feel like they're burning."
"They're bleeding. Quick, let's go to that diner. Hopefully they have a restroom."
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"Ow, ow, Peter, that water is too fucking hot!"
"Sorry. Your scrapes need to be sanitized."
"I don't care. My elbows already sting enough. They don't need to sting more."
"You don't want them to get infected."
"They're not going to get infected. I'm fine, okay? If I put my coat on over them it's like it never happened."
"At least until you set your elbows down on something."
"Ugh, this is just like when you tried to get me into skateboarding. My knees and elbows got scraped all of the time. You told me that it was just part of the fun."
"Skateboarding was fun, especially with friends. You gave up when you were just getting the hang of it."
"Yeah, I guess. Can we go? This bathroom smells like shit."
"That's not surprising at all."
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