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[It's been a few days since Emil was returned from his Mallynapping, and while he's still kind of out of it from pain and loss of blood, he's recovered enough to have some visitors. Right now he's just resting in the clinic and being very bored when he isn't sleeping.]

[OOC: Open post, anyone is welcome to come visit the kid and cheer him up a bit!]

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And that, believe it or not, isn't your fault either. [Guy lifts his foot to his knee, getting a little more comfortable.] It's up to us whether we want to worry or not, you can't control it.

I can't...

[He looks down.]

I can't remember any of it.

[Ah. The conversation turns serious.]

...that's probably for the best, in the end.

... yeah. I don't think I want to know how my wing ended up like this.

Is Raine the one who's looking after you?

Mostly, yeah. At least, I think she is... I've been asleep most of the time.

Any idea on when you'll be able to go home?

They said I have to stay here for at least a week to be sure that my wing is healing properly.

Better safe than sorry, right? Want me to bring you anything?

I am kind of hungry...

Mm, I'll go get you something, then. [Guy stands, sliding the chair aside so nobody trips over it.] Any requests?

I'm not really picky, anything is--

[Aaaand his stomach rumbles.]

... um, sorry...

Don't worry about it. You can handle the heartier foods, right?

I think so!

I'll bring over a few different things, just in case.

Thank you.

No problem.

[He's gonna settle back down on the pillows to wait now.]

[Aaaand after a while ~~servant~~ Guy returns with...quite a few things, actually. He wasn't sure what Emil liked, so...]

[Good thing Emil isn't that picky, except when it comes to stuff with a lot of herbs.]

That smells delicious... you really didn't have to bring me that much.

I'll help you eat then, I'm hungry too. [Guy drags a little bedside table over and arranges all the dishes like a little miniature picnic. Quaint!]

Okay!

[Emil is always happy to share food, and even happier to have someone to converse with over it. Richter isn't exactly the chattiest person, after all, much as Emil may love him.]

[Speaking of.] Where's Richter? I'd have thought he'd stay with you.

Oh, he's been here, but Raine wants to make sure that I get plenty of rest.

[Oh ho HO.] I see.