[Well, he did it. He tempted fate. That's his arm gone. All for Tiny. Tiny, that bloodthirsty little god dog, asking for sacrifice. The Aztecs would weep.]
[This bloodloss eventually is going to be a problem. It's not a problem now. (It is a problem now). But what's an arm, compared with a child's happiness?]
[He can't falter now. Stepping up probably over other people's backs as swift as he can, Chihiro uses his free hand to try to swipe up at where he expects the little dogs to be, adrenaline in his veins. Only Tiny matters. Only Tiny, the All-Seeing.]
[Really, this does feel like he's been unwittingly entered into some sort of cult. Anyways! He's going to get his DOG, other people DAMNED and he's going to run to the exit.]
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[This bloodloss eventually is going to be a problem. It's not a problem now. (It is a problem now). But what's an arm, compared with a child's happiness?]
[He can't falter now. Stepping up probably over other people's backs as swift as he can, Chihiro uses his free hand to try to swipe up at where he expects the little dogs to be, adrenaline in his veins. Only Tiny matters. Only Tiny, the All-Seeing.]
[Really, this does feel like he's been unwittingly entered into some sort of cult. Anyways! He's going to get his DOG, other people DAMNED and he's going to run to the exit.]