Owl 028 - [Action] Time for a visit!

[lastsorceress]

[Well, after Seifer's unfortunate injury, Rinoa can be found currently in front of the door to his room, after all, someone has to make sure he's taking care of himself, and who better then one of the few people he seems to listen to. After waiting in front of the door for a few moments, she raised her hand to the door and knocked, calling his name

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[knightforgotten]

[It took a little while to respond, he'd bundled himself up into a cocoon of blankets to hide from the cold, and force himself to stay still. Even as fatigued as the lost wing made him feel, he was still restless. Eventually the door would creak open and he'd peer at Rinoa through the crack.]

...What's up?

[lastsorceress]

[Oh no, that crack in the door will not do.]

May I come in? [And yes, she's got that look on that says she's not accepting no for an answer.]

[knightforgotten]

[...Sigh, well, can't really argue with that look. So, he steps aside and saunters back in to make himself comfortable in his ball of blankets.

That's a silent invitation, Rinoa.]

[lastsorceress]

[Yes, she knows. She'll be entering and closing the door behind her.]

So, how's the wing?

[knightforgotten]

Not growing back yet.

[Sounds a little impatient. Actually it had made some progress, but not enough for his liking.]

[lastsorceress]

Mind if I take a look?

[knightforgotten]

Yes. [Growled out, but of course he knew he wasn't going to win this one either. Still, he had to try. This was Seifer after all.]

[lastsorceress]

Oh, come on Seifer. It won't kill you to let me take a look at it.

[knightforgotten]

It might. [Still determined to try to be stubborn as long as possible.]

[lastsorceress]

Seifer, just let me take a look at it. Please?

[knightforgotten]

[Dammit, she used that word. Seifer sighed, and shoved the blanket aside so she could have a look at it. It was still a stump for the most part, but a few feathers were starting to grow in, as well as the ones that had been lost in the scuffle on his other wing.]

Fine, fine.

[lastsorceress]

[She walks up, taking a good look at the damage. Well, it wasn't as bad as before, but it still didn't look as good as she'd like so before she gives him the chance to say anything or complain, she'll be casting a couple Curaga spells to see if they help at all. Of course, they were only at half power with the cap, but they would still help a little bit, right?]

[knightforgotten]

[Unfortunately, Curagas couldn't regenerate that much lost tissue. The effort was appreciated, even if all she got was an irritated scowl for her trouble. It was just going to have to grow back on its own.]

Stop wastin' your spells.

[lastsorceress]

I've got plenty to spare, Seifer, and it doesn't hurt to just try even if I know it may not do anything.

[knightforgotten]

[Simply looks annoyed, and tugs his blanket back over his shoulders.]

Doesn't work, and you can't refill 'em. Don't waste 'em.

[lastsorceress]

You know, you could try drawing from the spirits. I found that that works.

[In other words, she hasn't wasted anything.]