Birkin grabbed onto Stein's wrist gently, coughing a little. He'd been half-strangled like by Wesker quite a few times; he had a method for gaining pity and getting himself released. "That all depends. Which answer is going to get you to let me breathe again?" A soft chuckle escaped his lips. "Though, the shower might wake me up a bit so..." If it wasn't for the rum, Birkin would seriously be questioning where that last statement came from. At least he actually had a valid excuse for his behavior.
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Date: 2009-06-25 02:59 am (UTC)