[Wigan locker room.]
The players filtered into the dressing room one after another, each leaving behind another small reminder of the half.
The players slowly trekked to their respective lockers with none really talking too much about the half, a stark contrast to what usually went on at half-time.
Leo dropped onto the bench in front of his locker and pulled the tape from one wrist without really looking at it.
Across the room, Darikwa sat with both elbows resting on his knees, staring at the floor after the collision that had led to Wolves' second.
The room was simmering, and it only needed someone to say the first sentence.
A second later, the door opened again.
This time, it was Dawson who had Nolan to his side.
The eyes of the players found him and then returned to wherever they'd been looking for before he entered.
Seeing this, Dawson smiled a bit before shaking his head.
"Cheer up," he said with a smirk as a few heads lifted.
"Right. This isn't the best feeling."
