[Wash is hardly in any position to dig in his heels. He's having enough trouble drawing breath, let alone struggling against being steered along to wherever Church wants him to go.]
It hurts.
[He tries to gesture at his throat, as if that might communicate that the act of breathing itself hurts, but then another subsequent spike of pain arrests him mid-thought.]
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It hurts.
[He tries to gesture at his throat, as if that might communicate that the act of breathing itself hurts, but then another subsequent spike of pain arrests him mid-thought.]