"H... hello? Um, this is me-- ah, Noire! I'm Noire, and I'm very sorry for missing you somehow... I promise I'm not avoiding you, unless you're scary or you're Mo-- trying to curse me. U-um, so when I can figure out how to-- ( beeps ensue, followed by a shriek of fright ) O-oh, no! What did I push, how do I-- make it-- oh gods, did I break it?! W-why can't we just talk in person?!"
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Eugeo, hold on... you shouldn't push yourself, all right? You can lean on me if you need it. You look-- you sound-- er.
P-please don't take this the wrong way, but you seem like a mess right now!
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Not that he gets far. Now he's just sitting a little more upright, supported by Noire instead of slumped against the wall, his left arm having given out after barely two seconds of pressure. ]
I-it's okay.
[ About her being blunt, he means, though it probably just sounds like he's trying to insist that he's fine. ]
... Sorry — can I heal...?
[ He'll likely pass out again BUT AT LEAST HE WON'T BE SUFFERING FROM BLOODLOSS. ]
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[ if she had a vulnerary with her... alas. ]
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S-sure.
[ He'll generate a flickering luminous element orb with his right hand — one which'll light up just how saturated with blood his left sleeve really is, as well as how half-dead he looks — and hold it over his injured arm until the light disappears. Then he'll form another, even-more-flickery orb and... shove it into his chest, because he really doesn't feel like stretching over to reach his back. If he's healing himself, the «imagery» of wounds closing is more important than where the element enters his body (and whether or not it has to bypass clothes).
... okay brb passing out again. ]
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Luckily for Eugeo, he'll miss the various noises of alarm Noire makes. There's no attempt to drag him anywhere this time; she'll hold still, keeping him leaned against her and try very hard not to think about how much blood he apparently lost or how bad he looks or what would happen if they got attacked here.
She'll just. Sit. ]
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And um is she really going to just sit because he'll only stir after about an hour— ]
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Noire... you didn't have to...
[ Still raspy. ]
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... I messed up... a little.
[ A little, he says. ]
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... Can I ask what happened?
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Training...
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[ EUGEO WE TALKED THIS OVER I KNOW WE DID. ]
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[ OKAY TRYING TO GET UP NOW, his whole body feels like jelly let's see how this goes— ]
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S-slowly, all right?
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Mm.
[ But he's grateful for her support all the same, and he does end up leaning on her a little as he gets to his feet.
At least he's not in that much pain anymore; he's just exhausted. ]
Thank you... I'll be okay from here.
[ Now he'll wobble and attempt to stand by himself. He has to manage anyway, they still have to get through half the tunnel! ]
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[ Really, he won't. Now that he's had time to shake himself out of that just-want-to-sleep mindset, he can tune out the exhaustion for just a little longer. He'll even give her a small smile! ]
Things probably look worse than they actually are.
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But you should leave the monsters to me this time... okay?
[ She's been fighting a lot longer than you have, Eugeo. ]
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[ Can you tell how reluctant he is, Noire? ]
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That isn't the point. The point is that he's half dead and Noire's not, and she did get here in one piece... ]
... You're still too kind.
[ And he's still too stubborn to say "yes" outright. But he'll nod. ]
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