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Anyone who bothers to read this:

Does the clinic have painkillers? Also, is there a decent healer available? I can't handle another of the replica's goddamned meals but I can't get up to make my own.

[Private to Guy]

He's not just sulking in a corner somewhere, is he?

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Y'know, I'll cook for you. You just have to tell me when you're hungry.

[Private]

Of course he is. I can't even really talk to him...

I don't want to be completely useless. You're already looking after my injuries.

[Private]

Tch. Send him to me, I'll knock some sense into him.

Which, surprisingly, are on you. So I'm looking after you. That includes feeding you.

[Private]

You should probably work on breathing steadily first.

...Hmph. At least my hands aren't so burned you have to spoon-feed me.

[Private]

I can breathe just fine. You're exaggerating the wounds.

You'd like it.

You have broken ribs, Asch.

I would not! It's humiliating!

... I've dealt with worse.

I don't care if you have or haven't. You have broken ribs, those make it hard to breathe. So deal with my mothering.

Go mother the replica. I don't need it.

I can't mother Luke when he's like this. Words can't penetrate a funk that deep.

This isn't Akzeriuth. No one died.

He's an idiot, but even I'm willing to agree this wasn't his fault.

It doesn't have to be. It was you. You know how he is.

You and me both. Now if only he'd listen.

... He shouldn't bother. I don't need favouritism, least of all from him.

He never listens to anyone. That's what makes him an idiot.

Idiot.

...Excuse me?

You. Are. An. Idiot.

Where the hell did that come from?

Nowhere. Just forget it.

....

Fine, if that's how you want it.

So what can I get ya? Any cravings?

.... N... not really.

Just don't give me seafood.

You sure? I've kind of got a wide array of things to choose from...although maybe something a little gentle would be best.

Something soft. I have to be able to clear my throat quickly if I want to keep breathing.

I thought you weren't having trouble.

... The wrong kind of food could give me trouble.

Whatever, Asch. I'll see about getting a healer here.

Y'know, one of us should see if we can learn how to heal. It could be useful.