[She might have noticed that he's a little cold, and also definitely still wheezy, but. Hey, he's upright. He holds up his hands, bending them. The movement is a bit stuff and reluctant - almost like . . . rigor mortis, trying to set in.]
Not so bad. Nothing I haven't dealt with before. I do regularly bleed myself to do magic, you know.
Not by stabbing yourself directly in the stomach. [ there is a mild difference, but she seems satisfied after watching his hands for a bit, so she shrugs and answers: ] Just sore all over. And if I turn my head at all, I feel like I've been hit by a--
[ train is her go to, is the thing, but that's a bad metaphor because there's the sound of wheels and crunching still in her mind, so she blinks. ]
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Gojou at least came in to help us at first, but... Same. [ especially? with? no, let ME kill him? jesus. ] Douman's so creepy, too.
[ she might have shot them but they should have considered not being crazy? grace clearly did nothing wrong ]
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[is that all the thoughts you have on that mollymauk.]
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[ fukuda......... ]
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[fukuda................]
... I really am glad you're alright.
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... I'm glad, too. [ and then she winks: ] That I'm alright.
[ clearly she never worried about molly and that's why she's still clinging to him!!!! worriedly!!!!! but more seriously: ]
How's the pain? I know there's side effects to these things...
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Not so bad. Nothing I haven't dealt with before. I do regularly bleed myself to do magic, you know.
[so that explains all the scars, then.]
Your effects?
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[ train is her go to, is the thing, but that's a bad metaphor because there's the sound of wheels and crunching still in her mind, so she blinks. ]
You get it.