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[makesowndestiny]

So everyone is safe, now?

Are we certain?

I hear people can come back from the dead. It is not right, that so many were killed when their actions were not their own. It seems I have a few apologies to be making.

Malkus. Friend? You are well, I hope. Not avoiding me?

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[tigressina]

You are alive. That is good.

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[makesowndestiny]

[An amused chuckle can be heard.]

I told you I would be.

You are well, then, Anna?

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[tigressina]

[She'd have killed you herself :|]

I am, yes.

[audio + translated text] D8

[makesowndestiny]

[A slight pause.]

No injuries?

[Dastan doesn't know with Anna.]

[audio + translated text] <3

[tigressina]

[She sounds amused.]

Are you worried for me, Lion of Persia?

[audio + translated text] FLAILS <333

[makesowndestiny]

Ah--I?

[Have a flustered Dastan.]

What--I...

[A pause.]

Well are you?

[audio + translated text] PFFFT. Dastan why so lovable XD

[tigressina]

[Flustering him does not seem a difficult thing to do.]

Careful Dastan, one might mistake your inquiry for concern.

But I assure you, I am alive.

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[makesowndestiny]

One is allowed concern over friends.

We are friends, Anna?

[A bit of a pause, here. She still didn't answer whether she was injured or not--but he supposes her being alive was a blessing as well.]

Glad to hear it.

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[tigressina]

[Her voice softens - she shouldn’t be deliberately teasing him like this.]

We are, yes. And I am uninjured, and…quite fine.

And yourself?

[audio + translated text] Daaaw <3

[makesowndestiny]

[He relaxes at that. He hadn't been fully aware he had even tensed in the first place, but a bit of a relieved sigh can be heard after she admits those two things.]

Good. Good.

[He doesn't really know what else to say here, so he doesn't say much of anything. At her question, though, Dastan winces. A hand rises up to his injury at the back of his head, but he doesn't touch it. It's still tender. Why wouldn't it heal? It wasn't so grave an injury it should be giving him trouble all this time. Was it?]

I am healthy, more or less. A little bumped and bruised, but... nothing to be too concerned over...

[There is a small amount of hesitance in his tone at the end, there, along with a bit of confusion. Maybe he would wait a few more days and see if his head injury had healed at least by then...]

[audio + translated text] <3

[tigressina]

[She…doesn’t believe that for one minute - she has heard too many of her own Misfits try to brush things off in her day, and Anna doesn’t buy it for a second.]

Dastan.

[There’s concern, worry, urgency in her tone.]

Are you hurt?

[audio + translated text] /biggest cheesy grin

[makesowndestiny]

[He is actually taken aback by her worry and urgency. He can sense she's completely serious, though, and confusedly--with no small amount of fluster--replies to such a tone.]

What--? I...

[He knows well enough to tread with care while answering her. He sighs.]

It's just a small injury. Believe me. It just--it should've healed by no--ow!

[Okay, so bringing his hand to the back of his head wasn't a smart idea. Still. It's not like he was still bleeding. Or so be believed. He would be much dizzier right now if he had been.]

[audio + translated text] DAMN PRINCES GETTING HURT

[tigressina]

Dastan--

[He is…freaking her out, to put it mildly. Anna…cannot lose him, and it’s all she can do to reign in her panic and push herself into leader mode.]

You are injured. Where? What has happened?

[audio + translated text] 8D;;

[makesowndestiny]

It's just a bump, Anna. A mild injury. It's no cause for concern, I assure you. Tus would have had more than one thing to say about it, if it was.

[Though when Tus had asked whether or not Dastan had been injured, Dastan thought he had only been grazed by the blow. He did not realize it would stick with him. The pain from such injuries were usually gone within a few hours.]

It happened while Tus and I were fighting the infected. I just figured it would be gone by now.

[audio + translated text] B[ BOYS

[tigressina]

A bump. You thought a head wound would just...go away?

[SHE R DISAPPOINT.]

Where are you, mon cherie, hm?

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[makesowndestiny]

[Yeaaaah, Dastan doesn't have much to say to that, considering his injury didn't go away. He was going to tell Tus about it tomorrow. Maybe the next day. If it still hadn't healed. Still.]

I'm ah--

[He hesitates. You see--Dastan is fairly active and always moving. A small grunt can be heard, and a murmur too quiet to be picked up. Yep. Dastan's up on the roofs again.]

I'll be right down.