[Rosho's wound is easier to stem than Doppo's deep one... Rei finds himself amused, briefly, at the ugly emotion of "better him than Rosho". If he categorizes it as needing Rosho alive for his long-term plans back home instead of simple fond sentiment, it feels permissible.]
Your wound's shallow enough, considering. [Thank god the dullahan went for a slash and not a stab.] No serrated edge on the weapon. No spine damage, since you've been moving around like that. Gonna hurt like a real bitch when you raise your arms or bend while it's healing, but you'll be all right. [again:] I've got you.
[Rei's hou-ou finally lands, looking tired but triumphant. The abhorrent package must have been either handed off or Thrown Off A Cliff, and the dullahan sufficiently routed. "Good girl," Rei murmurs, though he's too busy dressing Rosho's wound to properly praise her; she settles instead upon Doppo's uninjured lower back, feathers puffed up, to keep him warm.]
I'm gonna wrap you in the blanket, all right? [Rosho is so easy to lift. This kind of swaddling, too, feels familiar enough to ache. God. Rei hates it.]
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[Rosho's wound is easier to stem than Doppo's deep one... Rei finds himself amused, briefly, at the ugly emotion of "better him than Rosho". If he categorizes it as needing Rosho alive for his long-term plans back home instead of simple fond sentiment, it feels permissible.]
Your wound's shallow enough, considering. [Thank god the dullahan went for a slash and not a stab.] No serrated edge on the weapon. No spine damage, since you've been moving around like that. Gonna hurt like a real bitch when you raise your arms or bend while it's healing, but you'll be all right. [again:] I've got you.
[Rei's hou-ou finally lands, looking tired but triumphant. The abhorrent package must have been either handed off or Thrown Off A Cliff, and the dullahan sufficiently routed. "Good girl," Rei murmurs, though he's too busy dressing Rosho's wound to properly praise her; she settles instead upon Doppo's uninjured lower back, feathers puffed up, to keep him warm.]
I'm gonna wrap you in the blanket, all right? [Rosho is so easy to lift. This kind of swaddling, too, feels familiar enough to ache. God. Rei hates it.]