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[lunarborn]

[His bones ache. He'd lost the sensation of having legs some time ago, assuming they hadn't been dismembered an hour past simply because he was able to keep trudging alone. He's been on his way back from the mountainrange for a subjective eternity, platinum hair matted and stringy from sweat, deep blue eyes sunken under the weight of dark, puffy

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[Action: Like me, Golbez is late.]

[cladinthedark]

[How long had it taken for news of his brother's return to reach him?

Surprisingly, not all that long. Golbez tends to pay close enough attention to the world around him that such things rarely escape his notice. Nonetheless, he doesn't show up at the clinic until everyone else has already been settled in and/or left. With a calmness that completely belies his worry, he strides into the clinic and slowly opens the door to the room his brother and any remaining visitors are being kept in.]

Cecil?

[Action] /will second that!!

[lunarianlegacy]

Yeah, I forgive you. I'll catch another one.

[With that frightening notion announced, he takes to scrambling up onto the bed to sit closer to his father. Ceodore's also hiding a yawn in his elbow so he doesn't get the standard 'time for a nap' talk. The sound is a dead giveaway, even if his face is hidden by his arm.]

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[lunarborn]

[Cecil pulls Ceodore into a brief, one-armed hug in lieu of that talk, assuming the boy will sleep on his own if left alone long enough.] Thank you, brother. I apologize if I've caused you worry.

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[cladinthedark]

[Golbez's head shakes slowly.] Not at all. I'm simply pleased to see you well.

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[lunarianlegacy]

[The word 'brother' pings Ceodore's attention, for certain. He looks from his father to the armored one, back and forth, trying to make the connection. He's already gotten the Family History Lite talk, mostly about the origin of his own name, but nothing at all was said about an uncle who's so tall!]

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[lunarborn]

[Because that would require admitting that He's more than a head shorter than his dear big brother, which is something Cecil just wouldn't be prepared to do. Even if not!evil Golbez is about half the size for some reason. Oh, SNES sprites.] The experience was as many say it is. The others have recovered in time, and I shall as well.

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[cladinthedark]

So long as you allow yourself that time. [He rests a hand on Cecil's shoulder, permitting his concern to show for just a moment, then turns to Ceodore.]

Well, we haven't been technically introduced, have we? I am Golbez, Ceodore. It's nice to meet you.

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[lunarianlegacy]

[Awestruck nephew is still awestruck and staring at Golbez. He's excited enough to wiggle from where he's gone and gotten snuggled in with Dad too, because he never could get a straight answer about meeting the mysterious uncle.]

It's nice to meet you too, sir!

[And please ignore the additional yawning. He's not tired. No really. Not one bit.]

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[lunarborn]

Of course I shall. It's just a scratch. [He's all smiles with Golbez around, part of his mechanism to appear strong during a moment of weakness. How fortunate Ceodore is present to be a distraction!]

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[cladinthedark]

[He gives a little chuckle at Ceodore.] No need for formalities. You're my nephew, call me by name.

[His attention might be held largely by his nephew, but don't think for a moment that he's ignoring your state, little brother. He turns his gaze to Cecil for just a moment at his claim, but doesn't answer.]

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[lunarianlegacy]

[He'll only work as a distraction for a few minutes longer at most. Ceodore's yawning heavily now and not even attempting to hide it. He's had it rough the last few weeks too, even if he doesn't remember it.]

Okay, Uncle!

[Nope, still not quite at the name stage. Besides, he quite likes having more family.

He glances up at Cecil, all smiles.]

Do you feel better now?