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Who: Everyone messed up by the dragon plot, and visitors
Broadcast: N/A
Action: Blue Fish's clinic!
When: All throughout the Solrius dragon plot and through the space flight to the next destination.

[So several RPG characters, a dragon, and two messianic figures walk into a planet.

Everything is suffering and tears, there's a lot of dead people, there's no punchline. But, hey, for the survivors, the Blue Fish's clinic is treating wounds and generally being a decent place to rest and recover and pray you don't see a dragon again. And for those who weren't involved, there's enough people bedridden here that there may just be someone you want to visit.]

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I hope so too. Can't be fun being cooped up in here.

[He remembers how injured and exhausted everyone was, and hey - it looks like the bruising around Eithan's eye is gone, which should be good news for him. At the mention of the book, Stefan nods, failing to hide a rather impish smile.]

Kind of. Since I figured you weren't much of the book-ish type, I tried to get something funny. It's not quality, [as the genre goes, alas] but every page's still great.

[ He grins a bit. ]

I'll give it a try. Especially if it's funny, and seein' as I'm not goin' anywhere anytime soon. [ Snort. ] Thanks, man.

How're you, though? I mean, at least you're not all beat-up, but...

[ But damn, that sure was A Thing they just went through. ]

No problem.

[He snorts a little, because yeah, he lucked out on the injury front.]

I mean, I broke seventeen bones during my one-way ticket to Starbucks, but I heal fast. [He shrugs, like it doesn't make him any more uncomfortable than it does.] By the time Lailah and I brought everyone back, I was mostly back to normal.

[ That makes him laugh (which hurts, a little, but he blatantly ignores it) ]

Shit. I think healin' fast is an understatement, in that case... But seriously, I'm glad you are okay.

Thanks.

[There's no easy way to come out and say this, so he's gonna aim for he blunt truth:] I'm sorry. I didn't realize my healing factor was unique to my world.

[ ... Buh? ]

Huh? Why're you sorry? [ He shakes his head. ] It's fine, yeah? 'Sides, we're both alive. That's good news.

I'm sorry 'cause you're stuck in here while I get to walk around and help Aunt Beverly with all of you.

[He laughs, leaning forward and acting like his admission of guilt is completely and totally normal.] But no, you're right. We're here, and we're gonna be fine, even though I've got a ton of questions about the whole thing.

[ He wants to immediately counter with dude, I have been through worse than this, believe it or not... but that probably won't help, so he doesn't. But he does smile again when Stefan seems to lighten up a bit. ]

You and me both. I mean, I got some of the explanation, but a lot of the rest of it? Definitely wasn't expectin' anything like it. Geez...

Speaking of explanations, did you ever figure out what was up with Allen's sword? [He folds his arms, glancing over absentmindedly at their bro's bed.] It just came out of his arm like it was no big deal...

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[ Speaking of, yes. ]

No, uh, dude, I think that was his arm. Seriously.

No way. How can a guy's arm just turn into - into whatever the hell that was?

Hell if I know - some kinda magic? Definitely nothin' like that where I come from. I mean, it was awesome! Just... also weird.

That's an understatement. [Stefan laughs, though it's tinged with disbelief.] Just when I think I've seen everything, I come back to that and - I don't even know, I feel like I missed a lot.