Ruka stands, turning toward him. “You should take care of your wound first. Do you know any, um.” She makes a vague gesture toward his arm. “Healing magic?” It’s quicker than typical bandages and she’s sure there’s people with healing magic around the ship, somewhere.
“I’ll help clean up. He’s my inmate, so this is my responsibility too.” It isn’t, not really, but it’d make her feel better. “I’m sorry he attacked you. I’ll… do something about this.” She has no idea what, but something, surely.
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Date: 2023-07-20 01:52 am (UTC)“I’ll help clean up. He’s my inmate, so this is my responsibility too.” It isn’t, not really, but it’d make her feel better. “I’m sorry he attacked you. I’ll… do something about this.” She has no idea what, but something, surely.