My Name is John Silver

“That’s decidedly optimistic of you, but I’m not about to let you bleed out, not if I can help it.” John half laughed, smiling at her as he applied pressure to her wound. He was worried for her, if he was honest, but he didn’t want to show that to her. He’d found that when someone was staring down death as she was, it wasn’t exactly helpful to point that out, it either sent them scrambling away out of panic or they shut down entirely, neither reaction being particularly conducive to survival. 

“You’re both obstinate.” She commented, between sharp breaths. While she was reasonably certain that no one was going to come in time enough to mend her, Miranda was thankful at least for the conversation to keep from thinking too much on it. Even if she wasn’t terribly afraid of death. Lord knew, it would be a reprieve.

And Thomas was across that particular bridge.

“What’s your real name?” She asked abruptly, suddenly reminded of her line of thought from the moment he had been mentioned: Silver was an awfully convenient name for someone with a reputation of being silver-tongued. Perhaps she was wrong, but she asked as if she wasn’t.

“Obstinate is as good a description as any I suppose” He huffed a laugh, finding it hard to show any real amusement given the severity of her situation, while simultaneously trying not to worry her any more than necessary. It was a difficult balance to strike, but if distraction was what Miranda required he would certainly do what he could to assist her. 

The previous “What Should You Watch”s : Lost - Wynonna Earp - In The Flesh - Galavant - Skam - Brooklyn Nine-Nine

“That’s decidedly optimistic of you, but I’m not about to let you bleed out, not if I can help it.” John half laughed, smiling at her as he applied pressure to her wound. He was worried for her, if he was honest, but he didn’t want to show that to her. He’d found that when someone was staring down death as she was, it wasn’t exactly helpful to point that out, it either sent them scrambling away out of panic or they shut down entirely, neither reaction being particularly conducive to survival. 

(416): Why weren’t you wearing pants?

(682): ok so I just had a really great idea