lucas

[rippled]

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[rippled]

[ no they don't seem to understand why they are doing this but here we are ]

Jiaoqiu did, yes

[faithkept]

[HERE WE ARE.]

Please don't sulk about being tended to... [SABER.] Will you come over here and have a seat with me?

[rippled]

[ there's a pause and they will waddle over to him. ]

Hello, Lucas.

[faithkept]

[Moves to sit on the hospital cot and pats the spot next to him. Waddle over here.]

Hello, Saber, dear. [...] Even if this is the second time for you, I can't imagine it's any easier...

[rippled]

[ they stare at him for a moment. ]

I do not even know how to begin to explain this.

[faithkept]

[Relatable cyoa mood. He will reach out to gently pat their head unless it looks like they're injured there.]

You can start from the beginning and go from there, or perhaps just summarize, if you don't wish to speak overly-long on the details...

[rippled]

[ sweats ]

Um. You were my police partner, and then you died tragically, and I became Kung Fury, an ex-cop who still fought crime. And then the party demons attacked Donk City.

[faithkept]

[OH OKAY.

The way he was also just assuming they didn't want to talk about it because it was something traumatic BUT NO IT WAS THIS.]

...I... I'm so sorry...? [ENERGY OF CONGRATULATIONS OR SORRY THAT HAPPENED.] Kung Fury... Demons? Were you all alright...?

[rippled]

Yes...

[ a pause. ]

Besides all of the injuries, but I am okay. We just were shot a lot because there were a lot of guns.

[faithkept]

It's good that you're okay outside of the injuries, but that makes it sound as though the injuries themselves could be quite severe...

[HE BARELY KNOWS A GUN BUT HE KNOWS THEY ARE BAD.]

[rippled]

They're not that bad.

[ they wave their stump. ]

[faithkept]

[Gazes at their stump...]

...I wish you wouldn't say that while showing off a grievous injury.