[It may not be a pretty sight, but Lucas doesn't seem bothered by it, at least. It's just a little secondary note; he's mostly just focusing on scanning them for injuries, even though he knows they've already been treated by someone with much greater skill than his own.
He can recognize this kind of tired tension, too, and he moves reflexively to allow his hand to slide from Siffrin's shoulder so that he can hold the hand that settles over it instead.]
...I believe that you will be, at least. [He hadn't asked yet, because he assumes no one can really be okay after whatever it is they go through out there.] Will you lie back down for now?
[ That hand drops but when their hand gets taken hold of, they accept it readily like they were expecting it. Expecting to meet with it. Even as they awkwardly fumble with their poor eyepatch in their other hand. They'll have to get it fixed but.. later. ]
... [ They will be. They have to be. If something happens later tonight, they'll have to be prepared for it, and whatever news comes tomorrow... stars, nausea bubbles in their throat. Swallowing and clearing their throat a little. ] ..I can't. I don't want to sleep.
Lucas will hold their hand lightly, and listen as they speak. He can understand it, at least - not wanting to sleep, not being able to. Feeling like you shouldn't.]
...Alright. But you can at least rest a bit, can't you? Sitting up like this will put strain on your injuries. Let me get you more pillows so that you can have support if you'd like to keep being upright.
[ Siffrin doesn't move right away, contemplating before their shoulders ease a little and they offer a nod. Not resting full out but.. they won't complain about sitting down, especially with Lucas gently encouraging them to.
Only because there's nothing they'd be able to say that will convince anyone right now that they're fine. But they can at least try to. As wired as their nerves are, they fiddle with his hand in theirs, remembering the warmth of it in their own. Tries not to think how a few days ago you were on a date with Ellie (no) ]
Being in love with Ellie feels like a thousand years ago! My god! THAT WAS YESTERDAY. IT'S ONLY WEEK 3. WHAT IS HAPPENING. He will allow Siffrin to do whatever they'd like with his lil paw, though. He is a stressball now.]
Alright. Give me a moment, then; I'll be right back.
[He has to go steal pillows from other hospital rooms that aren't occupied. But once he's back, he will create a nice and comfortable lil stack behind Siffrin so they can recline without lying down fully, supported by all these pillows. He'll also reach for their hands again after, in case they still want a stressball.]
Will gently let go of paw while Lucas goes to do that then. Quietly focusing on their breathing, staring listlessly at the wall and perking a little when he's back. Watches him work and still looks guilty for being taken care of. How much work that Siffrin must be.
Since Lucas reaches for hands, some of that yearning settles. Softly sighing as they hold it, very gently, very featherlight. Though they raise their gaze at that inquiry. ]
..Can you? I'm not very.. [ Clothes handy when it comes to repair. ] ..Isabeau made it for me, so.. I don't want to get a new one.
He'll give their paw a little gentle squeeze at that, though, and nod.]
I can, yes. Though I'm afraid it won't be the prettiest stitch, I do know how to sew.
[Unfortunately everything he does that requires super fine control of his hands ends up looking at least a little clumsy, but he doesn't want them to lose the eyepatch if it's meaningful.]
[ So someone that does know how to sew is better than not! Their other hand gently cradles the eyepatch before they hold it out to him. ]
It happened.. some time ago, I barely remember. [ They gesture a little at their dead eye and scarring, they technically do remember, but it keeps escaping them. ] But Isa crafted it really well.. it never feels uncomfortable or bothers me. It almost feels weird without it on actually.
[He'll take the eyepatch very carefully! Like he is holding a small treasure, since it's so important to them.]
Ah... [A glance at the eye. He'd been curious, but not enough to ask.] I see. I'm sorry that you don't recall; that must be frustrating... [Sometimes, maybe, at least.]
I'm glad that he was able to create something that suits you so wonderfully, though. I imagine you've had it for some time, so I can understand why it'd be strange to be without it.
[HE WILL SEW THEIR PATCH UP AGAIN probably over the night so that they can have it nice and new as soon as possible!]
It's alright. I do at least remember why it happened if not the how. It was to protect Bonnie. In the end, it's just an eye. Their life is so much more important.
[ Really so nonchalant about their dead eye. Talking of losing it almost sounds mundane. ]
..yeah. Not really as long as my cloak and hat but.. Doesn't really feel good without it. [ Thank you Lucas, truly their hero for this. They trust him with it, they can deal with bandages over that side in the meantime while they are eyepatchless. ]
[Part of him wonders if any injury like that just stays forever if they're time looping and sometimes dying apparently. Maybe there's something about that wound in particular - but he doesn't voice it.]
I can understand the sentiment, then. I'm sure I'd feel the same in your position.
[Sometimes an eye ain't shit in the grand scheme. But a nod!]
[ Would lose another eye if it meant keeping their friends safe! But those are questions to ask, could ask, but Siffrin remains oblivious and continues to think of their family. Achey. ]
..Alright. Thanks, Lu.
[ Unfortunately, they will Not sleep for reasons obvious in curfew later but for now they will just relax as much as they can keep themselves awake. While keeping the others in sight, too. ]
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He can recognize this kind of tired tension, too, and he moves reflexively to allow his hand to slide from Siffrin's shoulder so that he can hold the hand that settles over it instead.]
...I believe that you will be, at least. [He hadn't asked yet, because he assumes no one can really be okay after whatever it is they go through out there.] Will you lie back down for now?
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... [ They will be. They have to be. If something happens later tonight, they'll have to be prepared for it, and whatever news comes tomorrow... stars, nausea bubbles in their throat. Swallowing and clearing their throat a little. ] ..I can't. I don't want to sleep.
[ Which is said more like they shouldn't sleep. ]
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Lucas will hold their hand lightly, and listen as they speak. He can understand it, at least - not wanting to sleep, not being able to. Feeling like you shouldn't.]
...Alright. But you can at least rest a bit, can't you? Sitting up like this will put strain on your injuries. Let me get you more pillows so that you can have support if you'd like to keep being upright.
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Only because there's nothing they'd be able to say that will convince anyone right now that they're fine. But they can at least try to. As wired as their nerves are, they fiddle with his hand in theirs, remembering the warmth of it in their own. Tries not to think how a few days ago you were on a date with Ellie (no) ]
..Okay.
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Being in love with Ellie feels like a thousand years ago! My god! THAT WAS YESTERDAY. IT'S ONLY WEEK 3. WHAT IS HAPPENING. He will allow Siffrin to do whatever they'd like with his lil paw, though. He is a stressball now.]
Alright. Give me a moment, then; I'll be right back.
[He has to go steal pillows from other hospital rooms that aren't occupied. But once he's back, he will create a nice and comfortable lil stack behind Siffrin so they can recline without lying down fully, supported by all these pillows. He'll also reach for their hands again after, in case they still want a stressball.]
Would you like me to fix your eyepatch, as well?
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Will gently let go of paw while Lucas goes to do that then. Quietly focusing on their breathing, staring listlessly at the wall and perking a little when he's back. Watches him work and still looks guilty for being taken care of. How much work that Siffrin must be.
Since Lucas reaches for hands, some of that yearning settles. Softly sighing as they hold it, very gently, very featherlight. Though they raise their gaze at that inquiry. ]
..Can you? I'm not very.. [ Clothes handy when it comes to repair. ] ..Isabeau made it for me, so.. I don't want to get a new one.
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He'll give their paw a little gentle squeeze at that, though, and nod.]
I can, yes. Though I'm afraid it won't be the prettiest stitch, I do know how to sew.
[Unfortunately everything he does that requires super fine control of his hands ends up looking at least a little clumsy, but he doesn't want them to lose the eyepatch if it's meaningful.]
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[ So someone that does know how to sew is better than not! Their other hand gently cradles the eyepatch before they hold it out to him. ]
It happened.. some time ago, I barely remember. [ They gesture a little at their dead eye and scarring, they technically do remember, but it keeps escaping them. ] But Isa crafted it really well.. it never feels uncomfortable or bothers me. It almost feels weird without it on actually.
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Ah... [A glance at the eye. He'd been curious, but not enough to ask.] I see. I'm sorry that you don't recall; that must be frustrating... [Sometimes, maybe, at least.]
I'm glad that he was able to create something that suits you so wonderfully, though. I imagine you've had it for some time, so I can understand why it'd be strange to be without it.
[HE WILL SEW THEIR PATCH UP AGAIN probably over the night so that they can have it nice and new as soon as possible!]
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[ Really so nonchalant about their dead eye. Talking of losing it almost sounds mundane. ]
..yeah. Not really as long as my cloak and hat but.. Doesn't really feel good without it. [ Thank you Lucas, truly their hero for this. They trust him with it, they can deal with bandages over that side in the meantime while they are eyepatchless. ]
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I can understand the sentiment, then. I'm sure I'd feel the same in your position.
[Sometimes an eye ain't shit in the grand scheme. But a nod!]
I'll do my best. For now, rest up, alright?
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..Alright. Thanks, Lu.
[ Unfortunately, they will Not sleep for reasons obvious in curfew later but for now they will just relax as much as they can keep themselves awake. While keeping the others in sight, too. ]