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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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[If it gives Zaveid a little brightness in his life, Lailah will do whatever she can. Plus, laughter can be a good medicine, or so she's experienced!]

I only have the Purest of intentions, thank you!

These puns are gonna give me a flare up, you know...

[ He has to joke.

He has to play along.

It hurts to do anything else. ]

Then I'll just have to heal you if it happens.

[A little joke, but...also a genuine sentiment. She reaches out to brush the hair out of his eyes with a kind smile.]

Oh, and that cake is all yours, by the way. I might've...gone a little overboard with my baking.

Ooh, Lailah. You're gonna have to get real close and personal-

[ But then she's actually touching him and he stops, blinking for a moment before his expression softens into something else. ]

You'll have to share with me.

[Aw, yeah, Lailah beat him to saying that.

She blinks in mild surprise at that, but she smiles warmly and that might be a faint pink to her cheeks.]

That's so sweet of you! I'd be glad to.

[ Oh, he catches that blush and his grin widens as he leans closer.

He's trying to forget his worries, and she's making it easier. ]

I'll even feed you bits using a fork, just like in all the books!

[Oh. Ohhhhh. She's gonna hide her face behind her paper. Sheesh, Lailah has to hand it to him. He knows how to make her feel like a younger seraph.]

Oh, my, so forward! And I only thought to bring one fork, too.

[ And all Zaveid can do is lean forward, grinning. ]

Then we're just gonna have to share.

[~~Lailah's pretty sure she can hear Dezel gagging and generally being a grumpy gus in the distance.~~]

Only as long as you get the majority of the cake. I did make it for you, after all.

[Lailah's going to casually reach out and poke the tip of his nose. That's as close as you get, Zaveid, without actually dating her.]

[ His nose wrinkles, but he doesn't quite lean back - he just sits, watching her with a twitch of a smile. ]

You drive a hard bargain, Lailah.

[There's a bit of mischief in her eyes.]

I've had practice. After a while, you learn about bargaining when you live with the normin.

Then you had an advantage! That's not fair.

[ But, hey. He's grinning. ]

Well, I never said I was fair.

[You people just assumed she is.]

You're very fair, Lailah. The fairest of them all.

[ He's calling you hot, mom. ]

[Wow. Stop it, Zaveid, you've made her blush more often than she thought was possible!]

Aww...thank you, Zaveid. That's really sweet of you to say. Though, I'm sure you charm the hearts of others with that line.

[A light tease of his philanthropist ways.]

[ And all he does is grin. ]

Maybe. But I mean it the most right now.

[Casually hiding behind her paper again. Why this?]

That's too much for just one person! I think I'd prefer to share that title with a certain 'promising' wind seraph.

[They can both be hot. It's fine.]

[ Because you're the Prime Babe, baby!

Zaveid just tilts his head, hand on his jaw. ]

Hm, I guess Dezel is young and 'promising'...

[ He's definitely doing it on purpose. ]

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