[ As much as he’d like to put on a tough front, pretend that the wound slowly healing under the bandages around his middle doesn’t twinge and bother him when he moves too quickly or breathes too deeply, that sort of acting has never been his strong suit. The instant Mercedes’ all-too familiar healing spell seeps into his skin, warming away the ache, he lets out a little sigh of relief. ]
I know that, but I don’t want to be a burden.
[ It’s his own fault that he’s hurt like this, which would be one thing, but he also caused Mercedes and Dimitri to be hurt as well. They can tell him it’s fine all they like, but there’s a part of him that might never be able to let that go. ]
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I know that, but I don’t want to be a burden.
[ It’s his own fault that he’s hurt like this, which would be one thing, but he also caused Mercedes and Dimitri to be hurt as well. They can tell him it’s fine all they like, but there’s a part of him that might never be able to let that go. ]
How’s your shoulder?