it does not bother me to say this isn't love
"I do have a few lollipops in my bag, if that earns me any brownie points." You offer. But that's the nice thing about being one of the top medical staff in the Order: likeability wasn't actually part of the job description. That being said, your bedside manner was normally much better than this. "Sorry," You offer, shooting Ronin a genuinely apologetic smile. "I don't normally do out of office calls, and it..." Searching for the word you want proves ineffective, and so you merely shrug away your lack of eloquence. "..I'm not at my best."
As Ronin flops forward, you oooof softly into hair that smells of man and blood. 'Well, as much as I'd like to help you with that, alcohol is a blood thinner, and that's the last thing you need right now." But...given how he's eyes are able to see only the cloth of your scrubs right now, you take the opportunity to reach into your pocket for a vial of something quite sparkly. Patting his shoulder in a comical mothering gesture, you pour what basically looks like glitter on his back. Shavings from your own horn, while not as potent as the real healing when you're shifted, should go a long way to speeding up his recovery. Quickly you pocket the vial, before warmly chuckle against him.
"I've got enough of your blood on me now that if I commit any crime on my way back to the Tower, they're going to think it's you whose done it." It's a rather dark thing to say, but for such a sunny person, you've a surprisingly dark sense of humour.
As Ronin flops forward, you oooof softly into hair that smells of man and blood. 'Well, as much as I'd like to help you with that, alcohol is a blood thinner, and that's the last thing you need right now." But...given how he's eyes are able to see only the cloth of your scrubs right now, you take the opportunity to reach into your pocket for a vial of something quite sparkly. Patting his shoulder in a comical mothering gesture, you pour what basically looks like glitter on his back. Shavings from your own horn, while not as potent as the real healing when you're shifted, should go a long way to speeding up his recovery. Quickly you pocket the vial, before warmly chuckle against him.
"I've got enough of your blood on me now that if I commit any crime on my way back to the Tower, they're going to think it's you whose done it." It's a rather dark thing to say, but for such a sunny person, you've a surprisingly dark sense of humour.
October
