[ curious, isn’t he? but ridiculously cute. she resists the urge to show the gift already— it stays snug behind her back, and brownie serves as an excellent distraction. once she’s fixed his hair, her hand returns to her lap. ]
I did. [it's been a very long time since his mother woke him like this. usually a morning in their household was people yelling up the stairs or ritsu knocking at his door.
but! more importantly!] How are you feeling, Miss Makima? [he has maybe asked that a lot lately. her injuries made him just a touch more worried, more protective.]
[ it's a simple enough question to answer. she could always drink blood to heal herself, but let's be real: she's not an uncouth barbarian. with no contracts to keep herself healthy and pristine while others randomly receive her injuries, she has to do this the old-fashioned way. makima holds her arm up to allow a sleeve to slide down and reveal some bandages, clean and freshly rolled. she might even be distorting the reality of her healing scars, including what's still on her face and fingers, but the way she presents herself seems alright for her young companions: the way that would worry them the least.
oh, and now seems like a good time to give him what she's hiding: a small box, wrapped with care and even a colored string of blues and purples. ]
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absolutely nothing wrong, ever, in her life
Did you sleep well?
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but! more importantly!] How are you feeling, Miss Makima? [he has maybe asked that a lot lately. her injuries made him just a touch more worried, more protective.]
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[ it's a simple enough question to answer. she could always drink blood to heal herself, but let's be real: she's not an uncouth barbarian. with no contracts to keep herself healthy and pristine while others randomly receive her injuries, she has to do this the old-fashioned way. makima holds her arm up to allow a sleeve to slide down and reveal some bandages, clean and freshly rolled. she might even be distorting the reality of her healing scars, including what's still on her face and fingers, but the way she presents herself seems alright for her young companions: the way that would worry them the least.
oh, and now seems like a good time to give him what she's hiding: a small box, wrapped with care and even a colored string of blues and purples. ]
I got you something.