its_rose_damnit | Eleven Rose Petals Fall - [Voice

[As the journal's video clicks on - activated by being bumped from Dist's bookcase onto the floor - it shows most of the man's desk and workspace. ...To say the area looks like bomb went off may be a bit of an understatement as well as a half truth. Papers, notes, sketches, and various metal and electronic parts are skewed all over the large piece of furniture. The lamp was still on, and a pile of books were open, marked with numerous slips of paper, all of which also containing notes and scribbles. Ah, the workspace of a true genius.

Dist, meanwhile, was tugging books off his shelf, looking at the titles and flipping through pages. He mutters a few "yes" and "that could be useful"s here and there, absently pushing up his glasses. Dist then begins to walk back over toward his desk...

...before he very nearly trips over his own journal. So graceful, this rose.

Uttering a sharp curse, he glances down at the object angrily and blinks. Oh, that's where it went to. Picking up the journal, he finally makes it back to his desk and seats himself. He looks over something in a book before he speaks indirectly to his journal.]

Winry, I may need to borrow your workshop later, if you don't mind. I want to add a few finishing touches to something I've been working on, and begin preparations for another project.

Oh, yes...Guy? I'd like to speak with you about that, actually.

[And, just as he's about to ignore his journal until one of the two speaks up, Dist remembers something. He lifts his head from his work and turns toward the journal's camera.]

And before I forget once again...I spoke with someone about piano lessons some time ago. I'm uncertain if the one I spoke to is still here or has been returned, but if anyone else here in Luceti is gifted in that aspect, please contact me. I'd like to make time to learn.

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[Ion shuts the door and merely shakes his head. Unable to form a proper non-verbal reply, he walks over to the desk and picks up a notebook to write one:]

I took a nap for a few hours today. I'll be fine. I had only dozed off for a few minutes just now.

[This was at least half true. That nap was also at the desk, but he had woken up briefly before falling back asleep a few minutes ago.]

[Dist watches Ion write, waiting patiently for the written response. Hopefully with his checking on the injury, Dist could determine when Ion would be speaking again, if the damage wasn't permanent. And, though he'd deny is if called out on it, Dist did want Ion to fully recover.]

...Fine, but you shouldn't overexert yourself, Fon Master. Your health, as it is, is lacking, you must realize. [Don't make him tell Anise on you. B|] But enough of that. Now, could I see your neck, please?

[Ion realizes plenty, and don't think it doesn't worry him. He's gotten used to being so healthy in Luceti... maybe he has gotten a bit more reckless with his health. He nods and takes a seat on his bed, removing his scarf and unbuttoning his shirt just enough so that all the scars were visible.]

[The ones nearer his chin were short and might fade with time. But further down, near the base of his neck and almost to his chest, were multiple large scars that were still red in some spots.]

[Dist, politely and modestly, turns away while Ion removes part of his clothing, then looks back when the rustle of fabric stops. He looks over Ion's neck, telling him to lift his chin for a better look. Hm, those looked to be almost completely healed, but the larger scars, they looked almost like they had just healed over.]

Those larger scars haven't been bothering you at all, Fon Master? You haven't had any problems breathing, drinking, or swallowing? No pain at all? [Because damn do those look painful. But why the throat, he has to wonder.] Regardless, you're healing marvelously well, all things considered.

[Part of his answer, Dist probably should have already been able to guess. There's a visible wince when he tilts his head up. He waits for Dist to finish speaking before writing a reply.]

Aside from the usual pain, it only really hurts when I move my neck.

[What, you mean you wanted clarification about what the usual pain was?]

[Oh, Dist noticed that wince, and pulls back, motioning lazily with his hand for Ion to dress himself and if he so wished. He'll look away again while he does, and speak more to the wall instead of the young man.]

I can try getting some basic pain medication from one of the clinics, if it's available. For now, I suggest minimal movement and strain on your neck, as you have been doing already. You're making unbelievable progress, Fon Master, you should be well again rather soon.

[And Ion will just go ahead and button his shirt back up, once again concealing the worst of the scars. After a moment, he starts writing a reply, a smile on his face once more.]

I would really appreciate it if you could.

Thank you, Dist.

[And while he knew not to write it because Dist doesn't like to hear it, his face clearly shows just how much he appreciates how kind Dist is always being to him.]

[Dist turns his head the moment he hears the scratching of pen on paper, and reads the words. ajsfkh--damnit, Ion, stop that! Huffing - and totally not blushing a little, shut up - Dist waves off the thanks as usual, frowning as he stands to exit.]

Think nothing of it. I'm certain no one here would want anything to happen to you, Fon Master, and I truly do not want to hear Anise caterwauling in my ear day and night over you. Now, I've stayed long enough and you need your rest. Tomorrow morning I'll get some painkillers for you.

Have a good night, Fon Master.

[Ion will just smile and nod as Dist makes his exit, waiting until the door is completely closed before letting out a small sigh and laying back on the bed. It may have been over a week since he was returned, but he still felt so tired...! Hopefully Dist was right and he would begin feeling well again soon.]

[He means to only lie there for a moment or two, but he's so tired he ends up crawling under the covers and going right to sleep.]

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