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[knightofratatosk]

[Near the edge of town is a small blue-clad heap lying motionless near some bushes. He appears to be rather the worse for wear: in addition to the typical cuts and bruises from a kidnapping, one wing is somewhat mangled, missing a bunch of feathers and bleeding heavily. That's the most obvious injury, though there may be more. He's curled up into a sort of protective ball...]

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[knightofratatosk]

[Right now Emil is wavering between feeling extremely relieved and wanting to cry for some odd reason, so he just stays quiet lest he let his emotions betray him.]

[judge-evening.livejournal.com]

[Richter will stay by his side as long as possible. Of course, he's not actually going to say a word. Emil needs to rest and there's no point in conversing more than he should.]

[knightofratatosk]

[Slowly, hesitantly, Emil reaches a hand out to Richter, his intent plain. He's fine with the lack of talking; he's too tired to speak. He just wants to be assured of Richter's presence while he rests.]

[judge-evening.livejournal.com]

[The intent was indeed very plain. Richter takes the hand in his own, entwining their fingers. He's not going to go anywhere.]

[knightofratatosk]

[Emil gives the hand as much of a squeeze as he can manage before shutting his eyes. Maybe now he'll finally be able to fall asleep...]

[judge-evening.livejournal.com]

[Let's hope so. It's clear for anyone to see the boy needs rest. He'll probably be in the clinic for a week or more.]