It's times like these where that is very, very debatable.
( that doesn't comfort him in any way. with all the shit elliot puts into his body, some grave dirt wouldn't kill him. knowing kit's luck however, it would probably destroy him in the most painful way possible before finally letting him die.
and elliot would still laugh.
still, he takes the drink anyway, and sort of nurses it in his hand for a while. it's obvious he's reluctant to drink it, and it shows on his face and the way he raises it up slightly, and then puts it back down every now and then.
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( that doesn't comfort him in any way. with all the shit elliot puts into his body, some grave dirt wouldn't kill him. knowing kit's luck however, it would probably destroy him in the most painful way possible before finally letting him die.
and elliot would still laugh.
still, he takes the drink anyway, and sort of nurses it in his hand for a while. it's obvious he's reluctant to drink it, and it shows on his face and the way he raises it up slightly, and then puts it back down every now and then.
he trusts elliot, but... grave dirt. )
Five. Maybe six, at a push.