[ The urge to be stubborn in some stupid display of machismo does fester at the surface, but it's heavily outweighed by the desire to not be in physical pain on top of the emotional load that's pressing down on him. Gavial won't have to scruff him this time, because if she's offering to heal him up, he won't argue too much, even if he is aware of the fact that there are probably people with more pressing needs right now.
He had been trapped under that collapsing building for awhile though, so he figures if nothing else he's got a sad enough sob story that no one will judge him too much for it.
So with a quiet grunt, he starts to hobble his way over towards the makeshift examination table.
He's aware of who the people with some healing abilities are within Zenith are. It's important to be this late into the game, and that's proving more true than ever, but a healer is a touch different, and as he moves to try and gingerly set himself down on the debris he looks up at her to ask-- ]
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He had been trapped under that collapsing building for awhile though, so he figures if nothing else he's got a sad enough sob story that no one will judge him too much for it.
So with a quiet grunt, he starts to hobble his way over towards the makeshift examination table.
He's aware of who the people with some healing abilities are within Zenith are. It's important to be this late into the game, and that's proving more true than ever, but a healer is a touch different, and as he moves to try and gingerly set himself down on the debris he looks up at her to ask-- ]
Wait... are you seriously a doctor?