[His face says hehe even if he doesn't laugh. This time, he doesn't grab Rupert's face, but he does reach up to put his fingers on his jaw so he can use the other hand to lift the gauze carefully out of the way.
How's the stabbed eye looking.]
Mhm. Dunno. A little suspicious of all the sleeping or dreaming motifs around this place. Sort of wonder if the hallway of doors are actually nightmares.
for starters, there's not an eye there anymore, so that's fun. the socket is scarred over, but early enough in the healing process that it's still incredibly sensitive, so he tenses immediately as the gauze is removed, making a noise of discomfort. still, it's not bleeding, and it doesn't seem like the wound has opened since it scarred over.]
Careful... [he's already being careful, but still.] The whole 'it was all a dream' thing is a little cliched... But I guess if that were the big twist, it wouldn't be so bad.
This close, it's easy to be mad and envious at how blue Jason's eyes are compared to how dark his hair is (and also that he has both eyes probably). The odd thing maybe is how studious and perceptive his gaze is over the wound, like he knows what he's doing despite acting like such a thug.]
It's just a theory. Maybe the Nightman just digs the sleep aesthetic.
[Carefully, he situates the gauze back in place. For someone who can wave a gun around in trial, he also is pretty gentle? Weird.]
It looks better. Keep it clean. Also, try to get some aspirin. Your other eye is going to give you hell working double because of the missing one.
[said with genuine gratitude, before he presses down on the very edge of the gauze pad lightly just to make sure it's secured after jason puts it back.]
What's aspirin? [he only heard the term painkillers back at the school, help.] Also... Are you a doctor or something? Gonna be honest, I didn't really expect that.
[GEEZ. He gets such a tired expression at the question.]
You know the little thing that came in our goodie bag? The pill. That's an aspirin. A painkiller? Take it if you haven't already, or ask someone with a med kit if they have any. I'd give you mine, but I've taken it.
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[he huffs, but he does tip his head back, even if he's watching him (as much as he can).]
Asleep? Why's that?
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How's the stabbed eye looking.]
Mhm. Dunno. A little suspicious of all the sleeping or dreaming motifs around this place. Sort of wonder if the hallway of doors are actually nightmares.
cw gross eye stuff
for starters, there's not an eye there anymore, so that's fun. the socket is scarred over, but early enough in the healing process that it's still incredibly sensitive, so he tenses immediately as the gauze is removed, making a noise of discomfort. still, it's not bleeding, and it doesn't seem like the wound has opened since it scarred over.]
Careful... [he's already being careful, but still.] The whole 'it was all a dream' thing is a little cliched... But I guess if that were the big twist, it wouldn't be so bad.
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This close, it's easy to be mad and envious at how blue Jason's eyes are compared to how dark his hair is (and also that he has both eyes probably). The odd thing maybe is how studious and perceptive his gaze is over the wound, like he knows what he's doing despite acting like such a thug.]
It's just a theory. Maybe the Nightman just digs the sleep aesthetic.
[Carefully, he situates the gauze back in place. For someone who can wave a gun around in trial, he also is pretty gentle? Weird.]
It looks better. Keep it clean. Also, try to get some aspirin. Your other eye is going to give you hell working double because of the missing one.
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[said with genuine gratitude, before he presses down on the very edge of the gauze pad lightly just to make sure it's secured after jason puts it back.]
What's aspirin? [he only heard the term painkillers back at the school, help.] Also... Are you a doctor or something? Gonna be honest, I didn't really expect that.
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You know the little thing that came in our goodie bag? The pill. That's an aspirin. A painkiller? Take it if you haven't already, or ask someone with a med kit if they have any. I'd give you mine, but I've taken it.
[He snorts.]
No. I just get attacked a lot.
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[he nods, but then he pauses.]
That... is an incredibly concerning answer, are you okay?
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[inwardly closing eyes]
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Could you, like, find an occupation where people don't attack you constantly...
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[He wouldn't.]
Everyone has to make a living, right?
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[He seems a bit amused, but it doesn't completely reach his eyes mostly because they are all Tired today.]
What makes you think I don't like my job?
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[but he'll let it go after that. probably.]