knightofratatosk

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[His voice is tired and shaky, but with an obviously forced cheerfulness.]

I, um... i-if I did anything to hurt anyone during this experiment, I-I'm really sorry. Everyone else is okay, r-right? Some of the things people got turned into were pretty scary.. I'm g-glad this is all over with.

I-I hope we don't have another experiment like that any time soon. I think I liked the ones that didn't involve being changed into anything b-better.

[Filtered to Richter // 25% unhackable]

Would it, um... w-would it be okay if I came home now?

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[OOC: Yeah, the kid is stammering like crazy because he's sitting out in the snow without a coat. Ratatosk, you are a genius.]

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I haven't heard anything, dear... although I am concerned for your condition, mmm?

I-I'll be fine once I get some rest.

Among other things.

[Like a hot bath... he's still shivering despite the cloak.]

[A hot bath, eating delicious soup, tea, talking to friends...]

Do you need to rest?

[Cue a vigorous headshake.]

N-no, I'm all right.

[Glances around for a nearby tree, guiding him over] Hmm... this might do. Come, rest here, dear.

[Well, if she's insisting, he won't object. Just to be polite, of course.]

O-okay.

[Once they reach the tree, he leans against it for a moment before sinking down into a sitting position and leaning his head back against the bark.]

[She hovers near him, checking his wounds and giving some more healing.]

I have some snacks... would you like a bit of a muffin, dear?

[The mention of food serves to remind him of just how hungry he is... in fact, he can't even remember the last time he had anything to eat.]

Y-yes, please!

Haa, very well. One moment. [she opens that little basket after she finishes healing, and pulls out a muffin for him. And one for herself, since this is all quite a bit of work and she's starting to feel a bit weary herself.]

[That muffin is gone in a matter of seconds once it's in his hand-- looks like he really was starving. At least he's feeling well enough to eat now, which is a good sign.]

[Boys and their scarfing down of meals. She's still working through hers, though she glances at him] One more?

[... whoops, totally forgot his manners there.]

I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to--

Oh, it's perfectly fine. You must be terribly famished, and it'll help you regain your strength.

Well, I am kind of hungry...

Here you go, Emil. [She hands him another.] I always believe in being prepared.

[He's got enough strength back to smile, at least.]

Thank you!

[Emil vs. the muffin, round two. Fight!]

[That's always a relief to see. She smiles, working on finishing her own. They really shouldn't be waiting for too long in the cold, after all.]

[Once he finishes the muffin he sits back and wraps the cloak more tightly around himself while he waits. Although he's trying to hide it, he's still shivering.]

[And the best cure for that is to get the blood pumping again. Musette's starting to feel the cold herself, so once she finishes her muffin, she smiles over at him]

Ready, dear?

Ready!

[This time he manages to get to his feet on his own with the aid of the tree.]

[She's still there to provide support, of course, getting to her feet and waiting for him]

[Oh, he still needs the support if he's going to make it back to his house. Once he's steady enough on his feet, he leans on her so they can continue their trip back.]

[And they're off again, the derp and the old lady, trudging through the forest. It is an adorable image, however. And Musette's humming again, trying to keep his spirits up.]

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