[ Mercury isn't an actor by trade either - but he's had to sell a lie in front of a worldwide televised audience before, and did so surprisingly well. As soon as that "ow" escapes Andrew's lips Mercury throws himself from his seat, falling to his knees at the young athlete's side. ]
[ Without a moment's delay he reaches under Andrew and scoops him up into his arms, looking around with feigned panic. ]
Is there a doctor? Or a medic?
[ He lets it sit for one second, two-- ]
There's no time, I'll find it!
[ And with that he books it for the door - it barely takes a second to get from the table to the exit, and soon he's in a full sprint down the hall to put as much distance between them and the restaurant as possible. ]
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Oh, gods! You're bleeding! Don't move, I've got you!
[ Without a moment's delay he reaches under Andrew and scoops him up into his arms, looking around with feigned panic. ]
Is there a doctor? Or a medic?
[ He lets it sit for one second, two-- ]
There's no time, I'll find it!
[ And with that he books it for the door - it barely takes a second to get from the table to the exit, and soon he's in a full sprint down the hall to put as much distance between them and the restaurant as possible. ]