"We could get up," he muses, sleepily thoughtful, as if it seems like a sensible idea but he hasn't completely made up his mind. He holds Neil tighter for a moment--because the sheer fact of him seems almost beyond belief--and then loosens his arm, shifting a little more.
"Seriously, we should. I gotta take a piss like you wouldn't fucking believe."
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"Seriously, we should. I gotta take a piss like you wouldn't fucking believe."