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Who: All the cute little heroes
When: Day 35, evening
Where: Back To Your Regularly Scheduled Great Outdoors, Just outside the train

[ The beach fades away all at once, taking the cheery sunshine with it as evening hits all at once-- it melts away in a shower of sparkles as the familiar setting re-emerges. There are new stars in the sky above in clover pink, senna red, jasmine blue, and licorice violet.

Just before the beach disappears entirely, the bubbly voice speaks once more: ]

Wasn't that so much fun! You all rrrrrreally got to know each other, didn't you? Keep up the good work~!

[ If you had any alcohol in hand you still have it, otherwise everything from the trial is gone. ]

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[ It's some time before he opens one eye, watching her embroider for a moment before he murmurs sleepily. ]

Done already?

Yes. [She stops stitching.]

How are you feeling?

Sleepy.

[ He mumbles the words. ]

Where is it?

[honestly, he looks very cute like this, but she's not about to tell him that.]

Do you truly wish to know the answer to that?

[like she'll tell him but she figures he would rather put it behind him

figuratively not literally.]

[ Not telling him that is a very good call. 80H is wise. ]

Kinda curious... It was really set to cause me some misery.

I have it. I am going to study it. Do you know how much misery?

[because she does and she...calmly sets her emotions aside.]

I have a pretty vivid imagination.

[ He doesn't know for sure, but he suspects pretty strongly. ]

Do share with the rest of the class, Mister Crow.

[Yes let's talk about what you think was going to happen and how you were going to try and take care of it yourself. ]

[ He looks at her blearily. ]

...Something tells me that's a bad idea.

Why would you think that?

[Her tone is perfectly polite and calm. Nothing about it has changed.

She starts to peel a very tasty looking apple very quickly but just as smooth.]

I'd call it instinct.

[ He'd be leaving the room right about now if he weren't still groggy actually, following that instinct to its natural conclusion of "Time to be anywhere but here." But he's still in the process of waking up, of recovering from surgery, so he's stuck here. ]

Hm.

[yeah buddy you're not going anywhere.

She leaves part of the skin on and slices the apple into eighths before coring them and shaping the skin into "bunny ears".

She spears a slice and holds it out for him.]

Ahh.

[ He glances at the slice for a moment before he opens his mouth. ]

[She feeds him the slice.]

You will be a little tired for a while, but outside that, everything is fine. There is not a scar, either.

[ He chews on the slice of apple and swallows before answering. ]

Not even a scar, huh? Damn, you're really good at what you do.

I still have a lot to learn.

[She pushes at the bridge of her nose with two fingers before realising something, it seems, but not commenting.

She offers him another slice.]

[ He notices that, files the information away, and doesn't say anything about it. Who knows what might be useful to know in the future?

He accepts the slice, once again finishing the bite before responding. ]

Yeah, obviously. As long as you're still thinking, you've still got plenty to learn.

At any rate, I will bring you a meal when you are further rested, assess you and then you may be on your way. Surgeries are taxing on the body even with healing, so do not push yourself very hard. For the next week, you can take them with you or have them with me, but I will be making you two special meals a day. You can do as you like for the third and beyond. It was depriving you of your body's nutrients and they will need to be repleted.

[probably to feed its fucking babies' growth.]

[ Does sex count as-- ]

Doctor's orders, huh? I think I can handle that.

Sex counts.

[ WHAT??? ]

What?!

If you were not as active in the act as you were--[i.e., not a pillow king]--I would have made special dispensation, perhaps--perhaps, but you are very energetic and once is not enough for you. So, no. No sex.

You've got to be kidding me!

[ THIS IS THE WORST?? ]

Would I joke about that? Would I ever joke about that?

You expect me not to have sex for a week?!