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[While he's gone, Raven will reluctantly show Felix some of her other injuries, at least so her friendly helper can clean them up a bit. When he comes back he might find her there with her head leaned against a floating sleepy monster like a pillow - if Sanja allows that kind of thing.]
[She does. She encourages it. It takes a quick, exasperated look from Ondorus as he comes back into the room for her to stop considering munching on Raven's dreams if she happens to nod off.
He sets a small mug of hot cocoa on the coffee table in front of Raven and returns to his seat.]
He sets a small mug of hot cocoa on the coffee table in front of Raven and returns to his seat.]
[She's just drained. Hearing something hit the table, she sits up to look at it.
Hot chocolate? A glance between the mug and Ondorus, then back again.]
A lot of people and monsters were hurt today. [And she takes a sip, carefully. It's not bad.] Are...is there still going to be that meeting?
Hot chocolate? A glance between the mug and Ondorus, then back again.]
A lot of people and monsters were hurt today. [And she takes a sip, carefully. It's not bad.] Are...is there still going to be that meeting?
I don't know. Saber will let us know tomorrow, either way. [The Center staff was prepared already, of course. It would come down to the extent of the damage and just who was injured - this city was more than large enough to function even with many of its inhabitants injured.
...strange as that was.]
...strange as that was.]
[All she can do is nod. There were already so many people flitting around, she wanted to keep to her room. Now she had an excuse - the kind she would never go looking for. Raven takes a long shaky breath, and another sip of cocoa.]
Okay. ...I'm...sorry for this. [She is really trying to get it back together but the worry for her pokémon is ever-present.]
Okay. ...I'm...sorry for this. [She is really trying to get it back together but the worry for her pokémon is ever-present.]
I'm not afraid. [Yes she is. Of course she is. These are the people who she was so raring to go up against not too long ago, who have bird pokémon as prisoners and-
She swallows hard.] Can I have...some ice?
She swallows hard.] Can I have...some ice?
[Hmm. How to make this work? She settles for trying to wrap some of the ice in one of the napkins - that's how it works, right? - and hold it against the elbow she wanted it for. Felix did a good job patching her up.]
You two didn't have to do this. [For once, she sounds...okay. Relieved, sort of.]
You two didn't have to do this. [For once, she sounds...okay. Relieved, sort of.]
I'm worried. [As if they couldn't tell already.]
Of course. [He says it in a knowing way, without judgment.] If I can guarantee you anything, it's that your friends will be all right. The nurses are very good at what they do. [Weeks of part-time work in the file rooms of Pokemon Centers had brought him close enough to their work to hear some impressive tales.] Besides that...
[Ondorus leans back a little, looking pensive. They'd be fine. But there was even more to be worried about into the future, wasn't there?]
[Ondorus leans back a little, looking pensive. They'd be fine. But there was even more to be worried about into the future, wasn't there?]
But without magic...unless they can use it somehow?
[She's taken jobs in shopping marts, mostly. No idea how it all works.]
'Besides that', what?
[She's taken jobs in shopping marts, mostly. No idea how it all works.]
'Besides that', what?
People only say that when there is something.
[It isn't a challenge. Far be it for her to force someone to talk. The cocoa mug is empty, and she leans back against the back of her seat again.]
How do I know when I can get my...friends back?
[It isn't a challenge. Far be it for her to force someone to talk. The cocoa mug is empty, and she leans back against the back of her seat again.]
How do I know when I can get my...friends back?
Maybe I should go back there and...wait. [It felt wrong to leave them there and still does, despite there being nothing she can do.]
They shouldn't be lonely.
[It is obvious she has no real intentions of going anywhere other than to bed. Maybe to common-room sofa.]
[It is obvious she has no real intentions of going anywhere other than to bed. Maybe to common-room sofa.]
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