[ i was like im not gonna make spoon pc me she's sick and then decided i changed my mind BUT IGNORE IT IF YOU ARE DYING
anyway at some point before curfew, taair gets out of bed and is going to hunt down claude, who better also be in bed - there's a soft knock on his door. ]
he comes over. it is slow, and he leans against the bed when he gets close enough because he is just a little twink, but still. ]
I could not... I must have fallen unconscious. When I woke up again, none of you all were there, and... [ well, after all that loss: ] I feared the worst. So... I'm heartened, to see that those anxieties were just anxieties, and not the truth.
How are you faring...? Have you taken any medication?
[ yeah listen he is aware of his status as a healer. but he just smiles a little sheepishly, and leans against the bedpost like "see i am resting". it's a very quiet stubbornness, delivered with his usual warmth, but it remains. ]
But, I fear that I won't be able to rest at all until I've stilled some of those worries, and so, here I am. I'm not sure that unconsciousness will find me so easily once again... but, perhaps staying still may count.
Though the three of you may not be so familiar with healing practices, now that we're free of that place - but I am, you know. "Alive", I will give you. "Well", not so much.
[ probably literally and metaphorically. still, the teasing does get taair to smile, small but no less sincere, and he carefully eases himself down into the reading chair, wincing a little and then making himself comfortable. ] Beyond that - you are my friend. Of course I worry.
[ ... ]
... Do you remember much of what happened, when we were returned here?
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week 0 thurs (pre curfew)
anyway at some point before curfew, taair gets out of bed and is going to hunt down claude, who better also be in bed - there's a soft knock on his door. ]
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Claude is in bed! He will tell Taair to come in, and when he spots him, ] Shouldn't you be resting?
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anyway
he comes over. it is slow, and he leans against the bed when he gets close enough because he is just a little twink, but still. ]
I could not... I must have fallen unconscious. When I woke up again, none of you all were there, and... [ well, after all that loss: ] I feared the worst. So... I'm heartened, to see that those anxieties were just anxieties, and not the truth.
How are you faring...? Have you taken any medication?
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Hurts like hell. Which is why I know you should probably doing your best to stay unconscious.
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[ yeah listen he is aware of his status as a healer. but he just smiles a little sheepishly, and leans against the bedpost like "see i am resting". it's a very quiet stubbornness, delivered with his usual warmth, but it remains. ]
But, I fear that I won't be able to rest at all until I've stilled some of those worries, and so, here I am. I'm not sure that unconsciousness will find me so easily once again... but, perhaps staying still may count.
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[ Lifting a brow... He's teasing, even if he looks tired. He'll gesture to a reading chair that's been pulled up by the bed. ]
At least sit.
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[ probably literally and metaphorically. still, the teasing does get taair to smile, small but no less sincere, and he carefully eases himself down into the reading chair, wincing a little and then making himself comfortable. ] Beyond that - you are my friend. Of course I worry.
[ ... ]
... Do you remember much of what happened, when we were returned here?
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His expression turns thoughtful. ]
Not really. I just remember being confused... that I was alive, and that I was here, and not in Luofu.
And being in a mind-numbing amount of pain.
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but... ]
...You were infected, too.
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You noticed that?
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Claude... you apparently returned as a deer creature as I returned as a suit of armor.
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Well, that could've gone worse, all things considered.