[okay, uh... livio is respectfully not immediately pulling the door off the hinges to escape, but he sure is continuing to step back from add and his needle.]
Check on what? Can you just -- talk to me before trying to stick me with shit? [alright, maybe add is getting a little bit of a rise out of him.]
I was here to thank you -- [although now he's wondering if what add gave wolfwood even fucking helped, or was just something he pulled out of his ass as a trial.
if he doesn't think about it, he can't get mad.
and anyway, there was the other thing. the more important thing, really.]
[his mood has soured considerably after being denied blood samples... but he eases off at the second point, reluctantly lowering his syringe. ugh, fine. another time...]
Resting. His condition is stable, but it'll take awhile longer before he's fit to move around again. [mainly because he knows Elsword will start pushing himself the moment he's out of bed. let's not reopen those wounds he put so much effort into fixing, thanks.]
Elsword is a lot tougher than he looks. A few bullets aren't enough to kill him, so don't worry about it. He'll be fine.
[it wasn't just "a few bullets," he wants to say, it was a punisher. but in the end, elsword did come out on top over wolfwood, as far as... well. being alive goes.]
That's... good to hear.
[livio knows how good of a person elsword is, so his physical health isn't all that worries him.]
He pauses, staring through the wall to where Elsword would be. Arms crossed, silently pinging the drone currently watching him—still resting, for now.]
... He blames himself for what happened. I disagree, but he's stubborn. He won't change his mind easily.
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Check on what? Can you just -- talk to me before trying to stick me with shit? [alright, maybe add is getting a little bit of a rise out of him.]
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Do you have an aversion to needles? This won't take more than a second. I promise you, you won't feel a thing.
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I have an aversion to being someone's medical experiment without consent.
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No injuries, no check up—if you want something then come out with it already.
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if he doesn't think about it, he can't get mad.
and anyway, there was the other thing. the more important thing, really.]
... and to check on Elsword. Is he...
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Resting. His condition is stable, but it'll take awhile longer before he's fit to move around again. [mainly because he knows Elsword will start pushing himself the moment he's out of bed. let's not reopen those wounds he put so much effort into fixing, thanks.]
Elsword is a lot tougher than he looks. A few bullets aren't enough to kill him, so don't worry about it. He'll be fine.
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That's... good to hear.
[livio knows how good of a person elsword is, so his physical health isn't all that worries him.]
... How is he, otherwise?
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He pauses, staring through the wall to where Elsword would be. Arms crossed, silently pinging the drone currently watching him—still resting, for now.]
... He blames himself for what happened. I disagree, but he's stubborn. He won't change his mind easily.
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... He should rest, right? I'll... probably just talk to him in a few days.