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[trunkate]

Are you as empty as you claim, I wonder.

[actualrapist]

A pleasure Saix-san. If you are willing to come with me, I can help with your injuries.

[while speaking, takes Vincent's hand and with creativity, band-aids and a tongue depressor immobilizes the broken finger]

[trunkate]

It was partially your own fault, Vincent. [because it wasn't my fault at all. And, to Muraki:] He even dreams.

[narcolepsnip]

[watching Muraki immobilize his finger curiously]

Ah, I was going to come and see you about that, doctor. But I forgot. [then, raising an eyebrow at the Corinthian] ... and I suppose I did push a few of his buttons, but really, when they're so visible ...

[the_flames_ex]

You have no one to blame but yourself for that. Is it necessary that you must aggravate me when I'm not forthcoming with personal details?

[shoots the Corinthian a hard look at the mention of dreams, but dissipates his claymore anyway, lowering his arm. then, to Muraki:]

How far?

[actualrapist]

The hospital, first floor. I can also provide transportation if you find walking difficult.

[trunkate]

[ . . . :)_:) at Saix.]

You can lean on me, if you like.

[narcolepsnip]

[... lmao.]

Hahaha! Aren't you both so helpful ...

[the_flames_ex]

[rolls his eyes at Cori]

I don't need your pity.

[with a grimace, he manages to take a step forward, though the limp is obvious.]

[actualrapist]

[sighs and steps closer and wraps an arm around Saix]

[trunkate]

I don't do pity very often, now you've missed your chance.

[narcolepsnip]

Come now, Saix, don't be petulant. A shattered knee is a terrible thing to strain, like I said.

[the_flames_ex]

[GLARING AT ALL OF YOU fine, fine, leaning some weight on Muraki for now. muttering]

Utterly ridiculous.

[actualrapist]

[I'm just going to lead you to my office]