[By the time Ignis is inside the cottage Gladio is panting through the pain, the glove that protects his dominant hand marked with imprints of his teeth already. He reaches out, fingers light on the back of Ignis' hand, guiding him to his belt buckle.]
Too much blood- I can't- [He's losing blood quickly and he his hands are shaking. The buckle is slick with blood on top of that and he just doesn't have the dexterity at the moment to unfasten his pants.]
Just under the waistband. Closer to you. [Because his pants are leather it's a pretty clean wound. If anything came apart beneath the blade it would be his boxers.]
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Too much blood- I can't- [He's losing blood quickly and he his hands are shaking. The buckle is slick with blood on top of that and he just doesn't have the dexterity at the moment to unfasten his pants.]
Just under the waistband. Closer to you. [Because his pants are leather it's a pretty clean wound. If anything came apart beneath the blade it would be his boxers.]