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Who: Cain, anyone
When: Day 35, afternoon (backdated-ish)
Where: Hallway back to Apartment X
What:

[A miserable-looking murderpuppy is trudging and limping painfully back to his own apartment. His injuries are more manageable now but both his hands are still rather smashed and has been splinted. And there's a collar around his neck with the words Pariah on it. wat do?]

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I can't carry you, but I can probably help you keep your weight off your leg.

... fine.

[easing him over his shoulders (careful of those hands) / human crutch time]

We will go slowly.

... thanks.

[off we go]

It's nothing. Have you already been to see anyone for healing?

I'll see to it again later.

Do you live with someone who can take you?

No. But my brother lives in Z.

Alright. I will let him know of the situation, then.

He'll know.

[winces. Gosh talking hurts]

. . .

[just helping him to the apartment, then]

[Thanks bro. Just don't find out I cut up Librarian]

[ha ha ha :')

do you have a bed I can put you on]

[nope. Just his bloody coat]

Just put me over there.

[hesitating. . .]

You have no furniture?

None.

I don't want to just leave you on the floor. . . what about your brother? Would he let you borrow a bed?

You've done enough. The floor is fine.

[but!!]

. . .

[puts him down though]

Maybe I can go ask him. . .

He'll be here.

You are sure of that?

Yes. He is my brother. He will come.

. . .Alright. My apartment is a little far for you to reach if you need anything, but I can come check and make sure everything is okay later.

Fair enough.

Do you need anything else before I go?

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