[ The bird watches her a moment longer before his weight can be felt leaving the mattress. He poofs back out of the room as easily as he poofed in, probably heading up to his attic room to play with his things and do whatever the fuck he wants while everyone else is asleep. ]
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[ He flicks his wings. ]
Except that sack of meat I'm tied to.
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[She hauls herself up to her feet, swaying slightly, and pushes her hair out of her face as it settled into something faintly suspicious and grim.]
How bad is it? Should I grab some potions?
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[ Which was a slightly different ailment, but V is a little more fragile than most. ]
He can probably sleep it off, but it might take a while.
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[She sits down on her bed, heavily.]
What do you mean 'it'? What attacked him?
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I'm sure he'll want to figure that out.
[ More research. ]
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...another thing to squeeze in, then.
[She's quiet for a moment, weighing her worry against the desire to give V the shred of the benefit of the doubt.]
How much has he been eating or sleeping, lately? Or... or even just reading for fun?
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[ You know he doesn't do any of that as much as he should. ]
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[For a while, things were so, so good.]
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[ He tilts his head back and forth. ]
Go do whatever shit it is you do and get.
[ His head motion makes it clear that it is 'get in bed'. He's holding the rest of the report hostage until then. ]
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[She gives him a slightly incredulous look for a moment, then realizes after a moment that he's actually serious.]
That's sly, Chevalier.
[She grumbles a bit, but under reluctant protest moves to grab her pajamas and shuffles off to the bathroom.
A few minutes later she's back, plopping on top of her bed again, minty-breathed and impatient.]
So?
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[ Like he doesn't remember what they were talking about. He hops down onto the blankets. ]
He's like you, fallin' asleep in his books.
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[How to put this?]
Is it worse now? How did he even get attacked in the first place?
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[ He pretends to think about it, very dramatic. ]
He took a crew out to the abandoned house on that island, and he's got five people lookin' to have that know-it-all tutor them in magic.
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[She sighs deeply and falls back against her mountain of pillows with a little bounce.]
What are we gonna do with him?
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[She loves him dearly, but Griffon's not wrong.
Hakuno stares up at the ceiling for a long moment.]
...well, if all else fails I could probably use myself as a hostage.
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[ Bird needs a high level overview. ]
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[ Hey! He did! A GOOD THING. He puffs out his chest proudly. ]
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Yeah, yeah, a real fuckin' worthy foe.
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[Even when it's the person themselves, apparently.
She strokes Griffon's head once, gently, as she settles down for the night—properly, this time.]
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