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Who: Anyone
When: Day 32, morning
Where: The Apartment QQ Tea House
What: Tea and breakfast

*the door is open as always, and the old man's already making the day's first batch of tea.*

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They'll do that. Did she feel anything broken up there?

*reaching over to carefully feel along the collarbone, no pressure, just checking for obvious breaks*

[flinching]

I-I do not think so. Um, why are my bones moving? [that is the part that concerns the hell out of him]

They'll shift sometimes when you move around... what did she say exactly?

*because that's probably where I was checking on Sion. carefully checking again to ensure there's no cracks or breaks, since you flinched*

[hissing in pain. really just looking in that area is painful]

...S-she just said when I move my arm the b-bones in my shoulder move. I-I do not know what that means. Is my shoulder b-broken?

It might be. We ought to take you for healing, it's the kind of thing that could take a long time to heal naturally. And if it heals wrong, you might not be able to use your arm properly afterward.

[noo people must stop suggesting that]

I-I will take the risk. I am sure it will heal properly if I d-do not move it.

[I can totally do that.]

*puts a hand on your uninjured shoulder*

I do understand not wanting to deal with gods. I've dealt with some pretty terrible ones, myself. But sometimes we have to do things we don't want to do, and this is one of those times.

[oh yeah, your gods were asses. :(]

No. I do not want to.

[this is when my teenage-yness starts to show]

*yeah I was one of those once too. firmly, this time.*

Wander. You know you need to do this, whether you want to or not.

[eek, stern Edward.]

I-I will find a healer then. I am not going to a god.

People's powers here are limited, and this isn't something you want to mess around with. I can take care of the cost for you, but it's for the best if we get you healed.

[your concern is making me feel guilty for acting like a brat, stop. :c]

I can't...go to a god for something like this. Not again. I will not. [I am convinced it will bite me in the ass later.]

Again?

Yes. And just like these gods they wanted something in return for their help.

And now I am here.

*...oh. :<*

...I'm sorry. If you prefer, I'll make the deal for you. I'll ask them to not bind the payment to you in any way at all.

They can use it against you, though. I would rather deal with the pain than let that happen!

[speaking of pain he moved his arm a little and GROOOOAN...leaning against the wall now.]

P-please, just let it be. I will be fine. I will make a sling for my arm and do my best not to move it.

It will be fine.

There's not much these gods could do to me that would be worse than what the last set did. I'll be fine.

If there's something I can do to help you, and my failure to help makes things worse for you, I don't think I would forgive myself.

[oh god the guilt]

If it starts to get worse then I promise I will get it healed from a god.

[he is confident it won't come to that, though.]

I promise.

...All right. But you'll have to let myself and the others keep an eye on you and make sure you're taking care of it. And to make sure that, if it does get worse, we get you taken care of before it becomes a permanent injury.

[ALL THIS FUSSING but he'll give in to that, at least.]

You have my word.

...

Thank you, Edward.

Mm... thank you, I don't want to see any of you injured.

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