Rosamund misses his turn in the med bay, leaving her to run around the ship with an arm full of snacks, water bottles, and towels, calling out for a man who theoretically should be immobile and thus easier to find.]
[ NOOOO... SWEET ROSAMUND... well, she had the right idea, at least—he's currently at hippitea, enjoying an extra large cup of strawberry matcha milk tea with large boba. ]
Eh? Rosie?
[ ...is what he means to say, but his mouth is currently full of tapioca, so. she may not be able to make that out. but he's at least definitely talking to her, since no one else is around for the sake of convenience! ]
[ in the time it takes her to walk over to him, he's able to swallow, at least! but yeah, he is still a little bloody (definitely not as much as when he was fresh out of cyoa), so she's able to start dabbing at him without much protest other than a quick: ]
Ow, ow—!
[ ANGY ABOUT IT... except not. if anything, he's... kinda bashful about the whole situation. ]
C'mon, I'm not gonna make it anyone else's problem to get me boba just because I'm hurt.
Okay, that's a start. You're still bleeding over a little of the place. [She pauses her ministrations for a moment, catching something odd in his eye. Just her imagination?]
Are you...do you still feel like yourself?
[The first group that got spat out were still using the silly nicknames from their fantasy lives. Can't be too careful, now.]
[And she means it. She may not know him especially well, but he strikes her as innately sweet. Misguided maybe, and perhaps the sort of man that makes Pinocchio look like a scholar, but his heart was in the right place.]
Well, your eye looks a little funny. Unless it was always a little glow-y?
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WEEK 2: Thursday
Rosamund misses his turn in the med bay, leaving her to run around the ship with an arm full of snacks, water bottles, and towels, calling out for a man who theoretically should be immobile and thus easier to find.]
Ichiban? Hello?
Where are you?
[PLEASE DON'T HAVE DIED IN A CORNER]
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Eh? Rosie?
[ ...is what he means to say, but his mouth is currently full of tapioca, so. she may not be able to make that out. but he's at least definitely talking to her, since no one else is around for the sake of convenience! ]
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[Lord above, she is stomping over. Except she's still Disney coded so even that has all the menace of an angy lamb.]
People are worried sick about you. Why are you out grabbing tea by yourself? At least let someone know.
[Is he still bloody? If he's still bloody she is going to pop a water bottle and go to town on him with the fresh hand towels.]
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Ow, ow—!
[ ANGY ABOUT IT... except not. if anything, he's... kinda bashful about the whole situation. ]
C'mon, I'm not gonna make it anyone else's problem to get me boba just because I'm hurt.
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[Don't dodge. :/ She will do her best to hold him still as she cleans him up.]
I would have grabbed you boba in a heartbeat if you had asked. Did you at least get the worst of it all fixed before running off?
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[ he behaves now that he's been reprimanded... being this close, rosamund will notice there's a faint glow around the iris of his left eye. ]
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Are you...do you still feel like yourself?
[The first group that got spat out were still using the silly nicknames from their fantasy lives. Can't be too careful, now.]
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[ he taps his head with his free hand. ]
Why, somethin' off about me?
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[And she means it. She may not know him especially well, but he strikes her as innately sweet. Misguided maybe, and perhaps the sort of man that makes Pinocchio look like a scholar, but his heart was in the right place.]
Well, your eye looks a little funny. Unless it was always a little glow-y?
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[ he rubs the back of his neck. ]
It's, uh... it's a replacement. Haha.
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You lost your eye in there?
[BRUH]
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