I...I don't know if that's a good or bad thing. [her mouth twitches despite herself. honestly, the number of times kids have come with things up their nose or in their ears is understandable...but the number of time grown adults have come in with...other things in other places is...a lot, too.

she rubs her forehead and sighs, nodding. grow up, Lucina; you're not the one in pain here.]

But you're right, all the same. There's really no sense in fussing about it now. [easier said than done, as always.]