[As if the vampire is in any shape to protest. When the car's moving, he is careful as to how he holds his head, struggling to find an angle that lets him breathe with as little pain as possible. It...
it fails. Every angle, every position, there's a whimper of agony, each one worse but somehow softer than the last. His hands are clinging to the car door, injuring it instead of the soft cushioning below.]
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[As if the vampire is in any shape to protest. When the car's moving, he is careful as to how he holds his head, struggling to find an angle that lets him breathe with as little pain as possible. It...
it fails. Every angle, every position, there's a whimper of agony, each one worse but somehow softer than the last. His hands are clinging to the car door, injuring it instead of the soft cushioning below.]