TP - LILIA

[impacter]

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[liliaofthevalley]

[RELIEVED SIGH.]

Thank goodness. How awkward that would be.

[impacter]

He wants nothing to do with me. You may leave it at that, if it helps. [His tone's still rather tense, but at least talking about Fandaniel is, oddly, keeping him from wanting to run away quite so fast.

The Infirmary is only a short ways down at their current pace, at least.]

[liliaofthevalley]

So long as my roommate isn't out to kill the one holding my memory hostage, that's enough for me.

[impacter]

Well, he has threatened to strangle me once.

[A beat, and he hums in thought over it.]

But... I suppose I did hit him with a prop from the theatre. And only after he went and impolitely ripped something straight out of my chest. So maybe it was deserved?

Mm. Really, it was all a very big mess.

[liliaofthevalley]

Ah. So you "helped" each other with that little task, did you?

[impacter]

I requested his assistance, yes.

I'd only meant to annoy him a little, but he really took it too far.

[liliaofthevalley]

And how much is "a little?"

[Hello infirmary. He's going to go yank out one of the lower beds (thankfully devoid of any Extras) and gesture at Solomon to sit.]

[impacter]

[He's. Hesitant. Like the bed is now surrounded by snakes or something.]

Just, ah... a bonk against the head or something of the sort. I thought the element of surprise would make it more genuine.

[liliaofthevalley]

[Staring at him very pointedly. Sit please before he has to make you, Solomon.]

Is that really all?

[impacter]

That's all I intended at first, yes.

[thE STARING IS WORSE WHY IS HE FEELING LIKE THIS

Fine. Fine. He'll. Sit down. He's so incredibly tense and it's making him that much more frustrated talking about this---]

He escalated before I even had a chance by tearing the rose from my chest, so I thanked him with a hit to the legs, and back and forth we went until he left me stunned on the ground in the costume room.

[liliaofthevalley]

Goodness. Remind me to never get on his bad side.

[But he'll go retrieve some first aid supplies and carry them over to Solomon.]

Now, let's see your wounds.

[impacter]

[He squirms uncomfortably, but allows it.

Thankfully, it all looks contained to his face and neck, though from the coloring of the skin at his mouth it definitely looks like he was spitting out blood at some point. No evidence of fracture, just a lot of blunt trauma and swelling.

The injuries on his neck are very clearly a strangulation attempt.]

[liliaofthevalley]

[He'll get Solomon patched up as much as he can with limited supplies, but...]

You were strangled?

[impacter]

[owie :(]

Yes. Enough that I blacked out, at least, but I don't believe it was for very long.

[liliaofthevalley]

You blacked out?!

[impacter]

I'm fine now, aren't I?

[liliaofthevalley]

Those are some bold words coming from a man currently having his wounds treated.

[impacter]

[oh he flinches at that facial expression oh please don't]

H-hey, what else do you even expect me to say?

[liliaofthevalley]

[It's okay it quickly changes to an expression of disappointment, which he must surely be more familiar with.]

Something a little closer to the truth, at the very least.

[impacter]

[Familiar and yet still so terrifying.]

It was the truth -- [ow his face] It hurts, yes, but at least I'm alive?

[liliaofthevalley]

And that's what you would consider "fine?" Your standards are in dire straits.

[But he'll finish up administering first aid gently enough.]

[impacter]

More that I'm not used to having to really take this sort of limitation into account.

[liliaofthevalley]

What do you mean?

[Moving to return the excess supplies.]

[impacter]

Mortality.

[Testing his jaw a bit - ow, oogh.]

[liliaofthevalley]

-You were immortal?

[Now that actually seems to catch him by surprise.]