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[unpath]

[Allen looks a little out of it after an encounter with Cyril, grasping his normal arm tightly as it hangs loosely at his side] [he's leaning back against a wall, breathing a bit erratically

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[notpapa]

Hey, Allen! You alright there?

[unpath]

Ah...I can't remember where the infirmary is.

[notpapa]

. . . [seriously only Allen would be able to do this] . . . You able to walk? Follow me.

[unpath]

[nods, and starts walking after him, although slightly wobbly on his legs] Thank you, Lavi.

[notpapa]

Bo-

[pause]

Yeah, no problem. [Keeping an eye out to make sure he doesn't get too wobbly]

[unpath]

O-Oh! Sorry, I...I forgot. Bookman. [still clutching his arm, and every step makes him wince slightly]

[notpapa]

No, it's... It's fine. [Falling back and slinging an arm around him to help keep him supported] Who'd you run afoul this time?

[unpath]

[leans against him, thank you, that helps ;;] It was Cyril. He was hurting a Finder.

[notpapa]

Hn. [big frown] Be more careful. He's dangerous.

[unpath]

I know. [softly] I'm thankful that I only got a broken arm and a few scratches and bruises.

[notpapa]

You're not going to be stubborn and insist that's all you got, and not let the nurses look you over, are you? [His expression is neutral but it's probably pretty easy to tell he's worried]

[unpath]

It is all I got! [smile smile] Don't worry about it!

[notpapa]

That's my line.

[unpath]

Is it? [little laugh]

[notpapa]

Yes. [EXTREMELY GENTLE cuff on the head.] You gotta take care of yourself or you can't save people.

[unpath]

[blinks, but then his expression softens and he nods] You're right. I know. I was only trying to help the Finder.