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[overclocking]

Who: Chrono and Tempest and anyone
When: Day 104, late morning
Where: Handwavily sort of everywhere
What:

[So today there's a tired, battered, one-armed tinydemon and a tired, battered, thankfully fully-limbed half-elf flagging people down to disseminate a somewhat unfortunate warning. If they need to sit or lean on something to make it through the entire conversation, you should just politely ignore that.]

I think there's some bad news that needs to be passed along... somewhat urgently.

Comments

[soundsinsilence]

[I am smooshing the glowing flower crown onto Chrono's head.]

[hyanaimne]

[. . .]

[soundsinsilence]

[It's all okay, I've got this!]

[hyanaimne]

[. . . 'kay]

[soundsinsilence]

Once Ptou has done his dragon posting . . . rest? I can take care of getting food ready and dinner, and making sure everything else gets done.

[hyanaimne]

[rubs at her face with her free hand]

Mm . . . I think I can manage that.

[soundsinsilence]

Can I . . . ?

[holds her hand out, asking for Tempest's own.]

[hyanaimne]

[drops her hand, curiously, but . . . holds it out]

[soundsinsilence]

[Takes it, just a bit shyly. Her other hand covers the back, and she just . . . holds it.

Listening.]

[hyanaimne]

[. . . I don't understand what you're doing!!

You'll be able to hear, though, how tense she is, both from the healing claw marks going across her back, and the normal tenseness she carries]

[soundsinsilence]

You can ask. If you ever aren't sure . . . you can always ask, with me.

This, right now . . . it's just listening.

[hyanaimne]

. . . listening to what?

[soundsinsilence]

To you.

It's a little like . . . have you ever checked someone's heart beat to make sure they're okay?

[hyanaimne]

Yes?

[soundsinsilence]

Like that. Making sure someone's okay through the way they sound. Only it's their body, more than just their heart.

[Lowers her voice, quiet enough that it won't carry to Chrono and Ptou.]

Like . . . your back still hurts, doesn't it? Claw wounds . . . they're always the worst.

[hyanaimne]

. . .

[her hand tenses like she's going to draw it back, but seems to change her mind]

. . . mm.

[soundsinsilence]

[Squeezes her hand, and lets it go.]

Someone I knew . . . really well, he had wounds like that once. Raptor claws. If you want them wrapped later, I'll get some of the hanging moss. It helps keep them clean, and it won't hurt so much if you roll on your back in the night.