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[recorded sounds of Shito walking down to the clinic (why does this feel familiar?)]
[a pause as he notices...]
Oi!
[quick steps]
... Hm. Didn't I say don't tire yourself out? Honestly...
[kneels down next to Elk and shakes him]
[a pause as he notices...]
Oi!
[quick steps]
... Hm. Didn't I say don't tire yourself out? Honestly...
[kneels down next to Elk and shakes him]
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H-huh... When did I...
[Rubs at his eyes with one hand, blindly feeling around for his staff on the ground with the other. Barely notices someone there, let alone it being Shito, as he picks up the staff and tries to get to his feet.]
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What do you think you're doing? Head back to your room if you're going to sleep.
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But I...don't - didn't wanna sleep... Not yet...
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What can you do while passing out everywhere?
[proceeds to yank Elk up into a standing position]
Come on. Rest one night, then you can do whatever you want.
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...
[looks up, blinking the sleep out of his eyes, then relaxes when he realizes it's Shito]
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Come on.
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[mumbled]
[tips ever so slightly, but doesn't notice and regains his balance, still walking slowly]
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Here's a better question;
How are you suppose to find her if you're unconscious?
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[weak laugh, smiles faintly when he knows Shito's right]
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What the hell am I doing...?
[to Elk]
You. Once we get back to your room, rest for the night. You can continue searching tomorrow.
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Hm.
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...Why are you being nice to me? [looks up timidly, eyes still heavy with impending sleep
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That's true... Why am I being nice?
I guess some of the things I've heard got to me in the end. 'ch.
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H-huh...?
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Ah-!
[touches his forehead, takes a step back from the door, the sleep gone momentarily]
[quick, embarrassed] I-I'm fine...
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Remember to actually sleep.
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[opens the door to his room, but doesn't go in]
...But.
[a hesitant pause]
...He's not gonna come back, is he?
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He's calmed down, so you probably don't have to worry too much about him for a while.
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...Thank you, Shito.
[The door closes and locks quietly, followed by the sound of the metal staff clunking to the ground where Elk dropped it before dragging himself into bed.]
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Just what the hell am I doing?