[ he only guessed because it's been a popular choice lately. but hunter frowns at him!! ]
You actually.... let them experiment on you more? [ he wants to scold dr. wario (not to be confused with dr. mario), but there is a kind of logic to what he's saying. still, wrio can probably feel the scowling!!! born of worry, probably. ]
[ So many people have frowned and scowled at him over the past few months that Hunter's scowl just dings right off him. That, and he's still too tired from surgery to care too much. ]
I already did once before. [ Sorry, Hunter ] Better me than someone else, in any case.
[ Though before Hunter can scold him further, he tacks on a weary explanation. ]
Not because I value my life any less, but simply because I know what it's like to go through the surgery already.
Wriothesley doesn't pull away, half because he's too tired to and half because it's been a long time since anyone's felt the need to fuss over him like this. Only Sigewinne had ever been close enough to bother, and even then it's been awhile since he's given her any reason to worry. Hunter stepping into her role now makes him smile a little. ]
I can find my way back to my room if you have somewhere else to be.
[ hunter insists grumpily, narrowing his eyes slightly at wrio's smile.... not that wrio can see. but he feels a bit like he's being mocked ]
And you're going to rest. If you don't recover, you won't even be able to use your stupid ability you got experimented on for.
[ so!! there!!! shut up, wario. he adjusts his hold on his hand so he's a bit under wriothesly's arm, since there's quite a size difference between the two of them, and continues to walk. not that he cares, b-baka, etc ]
[ He will give credit where it's due, if he passes out in the middle of the hallway he truly will have gotten that surgery for nothing.
But the fact that he has a buddy walking him back lifts his spirits a little, and restores a little bit of color to his face and some good cheer to his disposition, and they make it another ten feet down the hall before he pipes up again. ]
Are you going to tuck me in and sing me a lullaby too after this?
[ Sorry Hunter, this is how he copes. With humor. ]
[ hunter narrows his eyes further, because he can tell he's being mocked, but he has never been tucked in or sang to in his life. so aside from knowing that wario is being!! RUDE!!!! he doesn't get it. maybe it's some kind of human custom (no) ]
You mean use bard magic to get you to sleep? No, if you won't go to bed, I'll just put you out of your misery.
[ threatening to knock him out... as a joke probably who knows ]
[ Damn.....though actually getting knocked out might be a viable alternative depending on how badly the pain flares up later.
A couple of cleaning robots slowly vroom past them, leaving the floor shiny and squeaky clean (for all of five minutes before someone inevitably dirties it up again). ]
Your parents never sang you to sleep when you were a kid?
[ He says it automatically, without second thought. That's just the law of biology (unless Hunter came about from some weird Virgin Mary scenario, but it's not like they have Jesus in Genshin world). Whether or not those parents are any good, on the other hand.... ]
I suppose not everyone remembers their birth parents though. [ He sure doesn't, not a single inkling of what they might have looked or sounded like stored anywhere in his brain. ] Who raised you then?
[ Please not the weird emperor guy that made him into the child soldier he is now... ]
[ i am so sorry for this useless tag but hunter just flinches (good thing wrio's blind!), and goes very, very quiet. they've probably reached wario's room by now, so he stops walking, and displaces furrycon genshin goer's hand from his own, placing it on the door ]
He may not see the flinch but the silence is enough of a tell. Another story to be slowly tugged to the surface, though maybe not today. Not when he's still too busy trying to process his own tired feelings.
He grips the handle of the door but doesn't open it yet. ]
Thanks. For walking me back. [ Underneath all the grime and touchy behavior— ] You're a good kid, Hunter.
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[ anyway, hunter's eyes narrow a little at this display, making his way over, tapping wrio's shoulder gently to let the man know he's here ]
Are you hurt? Or did you get that surgery?
[ he wouldn't have guessed that, but wrio isn't the only person he saw stumbling around ]
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[ Good guess though! There's a brief dip of his head in reply. ]
Surgery. We're lacking in doctors and other medical staff on the field, so it seemed prudent to fill in gaps while I can.
[ Read: he got the healing implants, come and get your wounds checked out by Dr. Wrio in the future, Hunter. ]
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You actually.... let them experiment on you more? [ he wants to scold dr. wario (not to be confused with dr. mario), but there is a kind of logic to what he's saying. still, wrio can probably feel the scowling!!! born of worry, probably. ]
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I already did once before. [ Sorry, Hunter ] Better me than someone else, in any case.
[ Though before Hunter can scold him further, he tacks on a weary explanation. ]
Not because I value my life any less, but simply because I know what it's like to go through the surgery already.
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Come on. I'll take you to your room.
[ time to lead decrepit grandpa to bed..... ]
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Wriothesley doesn't pull away, half because he's too tired to and half because it's been a long time since anyone's felt the need to fuss over him like this. Only Sigewinne had ever been close enough to bother, and even then it's been awhile since he's given her any reason to worry. Hunter stepping into her role now makes him smile a little. ]
I can find my way back to my room if you have somewhere else to be.
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[ hunter insists grumpily, narrowing his eyes slightly at wrio's smile.... not that wrio can see. but he feels a bit like he's being mocked ]
And you're going to rest. If you don't recover, you won't even be able to use your stupid ability you got experimented on for.
[ so!! there!!! shut up, wario. he adjusts his hold on his hand so he's a bit under wriothesly's arm, since there's quite a size difference between the two of them, and continues to walk. not that he cares, b-baka, etc ]
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[ He will give credit where it's due, if he passes out in the middle of the hallway he truly will have gotten that surgery for nothing.
But the fact that he has a buddy walking him back lifts his spirits a little, and restores a little bit of color to his face and some good cheer to his disposition, and they make it another ten feet down the hall before he pipes up again. ]
Are you going to tuck me in and sing me a lullaby too after this?
[ Sorry Hunter, this is how he copes. With humor. ]
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[ hunter narrows his eyes further, because he can tell he's being mocked, but he has never been tucked in or sang to in his life. so aside from knowing that wario is being!! RUDE!!!! he doesn't get it. maybe it's some kind of human custom (no) ]
You mean use bard magic to get you to sleep? No, if you won't go to bed, I'll just put you out of your misery.
[ threatening to knock him out... as a joke probably who knows ]
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A couple of cleaning robots slowly vroom past them, leaving the floor shiny and squeaky clean (for all of five minutes before someone inevitably dirties it up again). ]
Your parents never sang you to sleep when you were a kid?
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[ just take some painkillers, wrio, don't have teen boys knock you out!!!! hunter keeps leading him, but he does stiffen at the question ]
I don't have parents.
[ and the concept sounds foreign to him. belos singing him to sleep? the mental image almost makes him laugh. almost ]
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[ He says it automatically, without second thought. That's just the law of biology (unless Hunter came about from some weird Virgin Mary scenario, but it's not like they have Jesus in Genshin world). Whether or not those parents are any good, on the other hand.... ]
I suppose not everyone remembers their birth parents though. [ He sure doesn't, not a single inkling of what they might have looked or sounded like stored anywhere in his brain. ] Who raised you then?
[ Please not the weird emperor guy that made him into the child soldier he is now... ]
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He may not see the flinch but the silence is enough of a tell. Another story to be slowly tugged to the surface, though maybe not today. Not when he's still too busy trying to process his own tired feelings.
He grips the handle of the door but doesn't open it yet. ]
Thanks. For walking me back. [ Underneath all the grime and touchy behavior— ] You're a good kid, Hunter.
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[ hunter will linger --- long enough to make sure wrio lies down. but he doesn't say anything anything else, shaky hands ]
[ flapjack on the other hand, will flutter briefly over to his shoulder and give his neck a little nudge. go to sleep!! ]
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this isn't over though.....i'm coming for you on the rv mingle log ]