[It was true. That sort of affection all of them had for each other was a little foreign but welcome to catch the edges of, its unhesitating, all-accepting embrace. She'd need them, need protectors, one way or another. And they'd grant her power beyond what an individual plant could do, he'd just have to find a way to gently warn her to not especially trust the Terrans, as they had ways of breaking the gestalt.
Her tiredness though, the pain he'd taken, it warned that if they weren't getting to healing soon it may not go so well. He looks for Vash, that distinctive spot of red amongst all the paleness of the desert, and that ominously beautiful black wing.]
Soon it won't hurt at all without me doing anything. You'll be able to stand, and run, and play if you want to. You can sleep then, too. Just... a little bit longer. I'm sorry we're making you wait.
[But for a good cause. Easier healing, faster recovery..
..There. Red, gold and dark, and the smile that crosses his face is brief but bright and an equally quick surge of happiness, there and gone or buried. Such an expression doesn't suit him well, better worn by slightly different features and a mole on the other side.]
See, I told you he can find things easily. Things will be much better very soon.
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[It was true. That sort of affection all of them had for each other was a little foreign but welcome to catch the edges of, its unhesitating, all-accepting embrace. She'd need them, need protectors, one way or another. And they'd grant her power beyond what an individual plant could do, he'd just have to find a way to gently warn her to not especially trust the Terrans, as they had ways of breaking the gestalt.
Her tiredness though, the pain he'd taken, it warned that if they weren't getting to healing soon it may not go so well. He looks for Vash, that distinctive spot of red amongst all the paleness of the desert, and that ominously beautiful black wing.]
Soon it won't hurt at all without me doing anything. You'll be able to stand, and run, and play if you want to. You can sleep then, too. Just... a little bit longer. I'm sorry we're making you wait.
[But for a good cause. Easier healing, faster recovery..
..There. Red, gold and dark, and the smile that crosses his face is brief but bright and an equally quick surge of happiness, there and gone or buried. Such an expression doesn't suit him well, better worn by slightly different features and a mole on the other side.]
See, I told you he can find things easily. Things will be much better very soon.