your touch, calms people.

                                               THESE  HANDS  WILL  NEVER  BE  CLEAN .

           perhaps  it  had  been  naive  to  allow  himself  to  develop  these  feelings  for  that  nurse ,  after  all  ,  this  was  war  &&   WAR  SPARED  NO  LIVES -  women  &&  children  alike . ( animosity )  pooled  within  gut  , stood  among  rubble , BLUE  SCARF   clutched   tightly  within  grasp . it   just  wasn't  fair .   ❝  yeah , i  know , ‘m  sorry , supplies  are  runnin’  real  low  righ’  now , jus’  tryna’  make  due  wid  wha’  i  got  for  d’time bein’  . ❞  huffing ,  doc  slid  into  the  vacant  space  next  to  babe ,  a  slight  ADJUST  of  helmet  ,  tipped  back  so  as  to  not  veil  his  sight  ,  DOC  takes  the  wrapped  limb  within  grasp , just  a  brief  CHECK-UP . it  had  been  best  to  UTILIZE  what  materials  he  had ,  besides , to  keep  on  to  it  probably  would  have  proved  more  ( h a r m f u l )  than  anything  but  for  that  SPLIT  MOMENT  upon  looking  babe’s  hand over ,  eugene’s  mind  wanders  to  her ,  to  renée . swallowing  thickly , he  tries  to  push  the  thought  aside , a  HINT  of  a  s m i l e  flicks  briefly  over  features .  ❝  yeah —— yeah ,  looks   good ..  ❞

                         ‘ how y’ holdin’ up ? y’alright ? ‘

                         ‘ i heard yew was lookin’ f’me ? ‘