Whitefish River Come Now, Come Here, the Light Disappears [BWP P3]

Y-yeah! I’ll,,, I’ll dig from inside here, too— Eve rambles, trying to look anywhere but her leg trapped underneath the rubble. He really doesn’t know what to do right now. If he were to try moving it out, would she bleed out? Would it be better to move it now so the weight doesn’t break bone—if it hasn’t already?

Should… Should I try? He says, swallowing thickly again, and shifting his good eye towards Ira’s face. Round ears flatten.