"Shit!"
[b]Astrid prys the bear trap off him and carries him on her back the rest of the way[/b]
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[spoiler]Xerox?[/spoiler] *1 week later* Sawyer sits at a cafe in Unity, sipping a coffee. His eyes are puffy and swollen from incessant crying and he wears a brace around his leg that attaches to his leather padded wheelchair. At least he's in new clothes and is clean. After waiting extensively, Astrid finally shows up with a coffee in hand. "Hello," Sawyer says weakly.