he_who_dwells: (are u listening to urself)
Eugene Sims/Teen Angel/He Who Dwells ([personal profile] he_who_dwells) wrote in [community profile] fluxnet 2020-11-01 03:58 am (UTC)

You got away. That's what matters.

[ A small smile flits onto his face as he looks up at her, making eye contact for a moment or two before looking at her injuries more. ]

I'm no trained medical professional, in case you weren't aware.

[ Yes, he is in fact mocking himself a tad. He's allowed. ]

Um...but...as far as I can tell, you're going to be a bit bruised. Your ankle looks like it's the worst of your injuries.

[ There's a quick nudge of is glasses back up his face, just the tip of his index finger to do so and then he looks at Tandy again, the look on his face now questioning and probably just a tad worried. ]

I can...Conduits, I mean. Some of us can heal. Like...other people? From like...the worst injuries. Even people near death. I-I'm not saying you're near death or anything. I'm just saying...

[ She's probably not going to understand gamer-speak about to come out of his mouth, but he's so nervous about what he's asking that he defaults to the familiar. ]

I like being the mage in a game, rather than the tank? Because mages can fix things like this, and I'm not really good with fighting.

[ Can she pick up on what he's asking? ]

It's up to you. It'll take a second or two and kind of feel like you stuck your ankle into that static electricity that builds up on older TV screens. But you'll be walking.

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