"Down time" for A Little Drabble Do Ya!

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“How you feeling tovarisch?”

“How do you think I am feeling? I have a broken leg, arm and collarbone you blockhead,”Illya growled.

“Hey, I was just asking? I have a broken leg too you know.” Solo pointed to his cast, gingerly resting on a bed pillow.

“And whose fault is that?”

“Moi? No way. You set the timer on the explosives.”

“I set it for precisely five minutes and that was ample time for us to escape had you not stopped to retrieve your suit jacket.”

"It was brand new you know.”

“Not anymore,” the Russian snickered.

“Ha-ha…”