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[the_bloodless]

Kvothe is still taking care of Bast's injuries, and providing a barrier between him and anyone else that Bast wouldn't want to see, but he still has to step out on occasion for food and things like that. He's quiet and keeping to himself, but he can still be caught in the hallway, if someone is looking.

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[thetelltaleeyes]

Bast is getting progressively more worried about his Reshi. He doesn't like the silences, doesn't like the way the lute seems to have disappeared to where he can't see it at all, and doesn't like, again, how quiet he is. He was getting his Reshi back. And now it feels as though he's lost him again. And that he doesn't want.

He's just not sure what to do about it.

[the_bloodless]

Kvothe sees the way Bast has been watching him, and he doesn't like it though he doesn't know what to do about it. Even when he does speak his voice is quiet. "What is it, Bast?"

[thetelltaleeyes]

He's trying to figure out how to bring it up.

Bast gives up on subtlety. "You've changed."

[the_bloodless]

"What?" He laughs, a little, but Bast can probably see it as him retreating behind the innkeeper mask, just a little. "I don't know, it sounds more like you might still need a bit more rest." It would be more convincing were he able to really meet Bast's eyes.

[thetelltaleeyes]

"Tell me that and look at me," quietly.

[the_bloodless]

He takes a breath and looks Bast in the eye, though his own are dark and guarded. "I'm fine, Bast."

[thetelltaleeyes]

Bast's are clear and still nearly fully blue, looking at him. "I don't believe it."

[the_bloodless]

He just sighs and turns away, frustrated. Mostly with himself.

[thetelltaleeyes]

"You could talk."

[the_bloodless]

He'd really rather not. "What about?"

[thetelltaleeyes]

"Whatever's bothering you. It probably wouldn't kill you, honestly."

[the_bloodless]

That gets a flicker of amusement, and he turns back to come and sit on the edge of the bed. "If I tell that I will be okay, will that appease you for now?" He really never is quite himself after a good murderous rage.

[thetelltaleeyes]

"How about a time estimation for that?"

Good, he was hoping for amusement.

[the_bloodless]

Just a small headshake, but somehow he seems to have relaxed a little bit, just sitting there. It suddenly occurs to the typist to wonder just how much he's slept since Bast was attacked. "I don't know."

[thetelltaleeyes]

A pause, examining him, and Bast probably wonders that, too.

"All right. I'll accept that if you have a rest."

[the_bloodless]

He looks at Bast, and laughs. "All right. I'll see what I can do."