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[steelsoul_al]

...I'd hate to ask, but does anyone know if there's somewhere...acceptable to buy tools and supplies, here?

Admittedly there is only so much that I can find on my own.

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[girlalfons]

....!

Mr. Stolz!!! Mr. Stolz, are you all right?

[steelsoul_al]

...Alfons?

Of course I am.

[girlalfons]

*She sighs in visible relief. She looks flushed, like she'd been running a good bit. She's even panting a little.*

I thought...I was worried...that...That you would...B-Because you're...

[steelsoul_al]

Alfons.

Is something the matter? *very, very slight hint of concern*

[girlalfons]

A-aren't---

*Oh hay, since she was running? She's now on the ground. Coughing. But this is her own damn fault, but still.*

[steelsoul_al]

*swears, and moves to help her up*

Idiot. Go rest.

[girlalfons]

I-I'm okay. *Cough cough HACK cough*

I-It's j-just my asthma. I-I'll be okay in a minute...

*Though she's still a bit wobbly.*

[steelsoul_al]

No. Now. *snarls to emphasize 8D*

[girlalfons]

*She's trying to catch her breath, but it's becoming difficult. She can hardly WALK...so she just leans on him a moment, trying to regulate her breathing. She has her emergency inhalor, but she needs to try to regulate this herself...*

H-Hold on...

C-Can't breathe...

[steelsoul_al]

*still growling some, but supporting her, and letting her recover some - impatiently XD*

[girlalfons]

*She regains her breath, but still leans on him, looking a bit dizzy, maybe even disoriented.*

S-Sorry...

[steelsoul_al]

...it doesn't matter.

Just be more careful - it'd be annoying if you got hurt.

[girlalfons]

*She nods slowly, smiling at him despite her wooziness, and her obvious fatigue.*

I'll t-try to be more careful next time. I'm really sorry.

[steelsoul_al]

Good.

[girlalfons]

Bu-but...is everything really all right? A-After I ran into Greed, I f-felt I n-needed to find you...

I was worried.

[steelsoul_al]

...why's that? Did Greed say something was wrong?
Is something wrong with him?