[Phoenix is curled up there, clutching the shoulder still remaining from the theft of his arm. Somehow, the wound never bled and still isn't, but it feels strange--not painful, but certainly not pleasant, either.
When he sees Miles coming, he stares at him with wide eyes, his face tinged a sickly green.]
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When he sees Miles coming, he stares at him with wide eyes, his face tinged a sickly green.]
B-be careful... it could be anywhere...!