[Anyone passing by 752 Partridge on Sunday will see Jecht lying face down in the middle of the beach on his front lawn. His entire body is more or less covered in scars - both the ones he got from working in the factories in Soviet Mayfield, as well as the ones he earned in Spira defending Lord Braska on the Pilgrimage. He's definitely breathing
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Why does this keep happening to people I somewhat care about?
... oh look there's another corpse for my dinner. It can join the Justin and Liz and Giriko corpses. He's not dead? Hahaha what are you talking about... ... - so what's this about him still breathing?
STUPID HUMAN EMOTIONS s-sob I hate this - I hate us - I hate what I feel for you
Combine them together and you get a near-crazy Saya tearing towards Jecht the second she recognizes him. Do remember what happened last time she lost someone she likoved sorta actually cared about.]
Jecht!
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[Just going to sit on your arm now and apply pressure that way, you douche.]
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"...Guess I'll ask around after this. I can't just lay around doin' nothin', after all."
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This does not surprise Saya.]
You're kinda dumb, Jecht.
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"...Not the first time I've been told that, kid."
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Going to just stop sitting on his arm and resume staunching blood the normal way.]
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"So, you know any of these magic healers?"
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[Because they're total prats who take the shortcut in biology]
But I can find one for you, if you'd like me to.
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[Well, not true. But it's not like she actually knows going to admit what she wants.]
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