[He perks when he hears his name, but then sinks again in his chair. He really doesn't want to deal with this. He glances to her when she speaks up again, and maybe it's better she doesn't come along...if only for the sake of her dignity.]
Yeah, forgot about that rule. It's pretty weird, but whatever—I'll manage.
[Gingerly he gets up, holding himself pretty rigidly, and if she watches, she might catch how he keeps flexing his fingers into a fist and out again. It could either be a nervous twitch, or it might be because his nerves are feeling a little weird right now...he doesn't clarify as he walks off to go meet with the doctor.
The whole thing takes...awhile. Beyond the explanation, there's also the fact they wanted an x-ray, and to babble at an impatient and moody Guzma about all the facts of his injury (an acute compression fracture to his C3—whatever that means), what to do, what not to do, and giving him a neck brace, a prescription for pain killers (a mistake, honestly), yadda yadda.
By the time he's back, he looks exhausted and no less irritated. but now he has a neck brace and a white little bag for said pain killers! While he'll find his amusement at the situation again once they leave the hospital, right now he's just tired, pissy, and ready to sleep.
It's incredible he didn't get into a fight with someone, but maybe the pain in his neck kept him under wraps...]
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Yeah, forgot about that rule. It's pretty weird, but whatever—I'll manage.
[Gingerly he gets up, holding himself pretty rigidly, and if she watches, she might catch how he keeps flexing his fingers into a fist and out again. It could either be a nervous twitch, or it might be because his nerves are feeling a little weird right now...he doesn't clarify as he walks off to go meet with the doctor.
The whole thing takes...awhile. Beyond the explanation, there's also the fact they wanted an x-ray, and to babble at an impatient and moody Guzma about all the facts of his injury (an acute compression fracture to his C3—whatever that means), what to do, what not to do, and giving him a neck brace, a prescription for pain killers (a mistake, honestly), yadda yadda.
By the time he's back, he looks exhausted and no less irritated. but now he has a neck brace and a white little bag for said pain killers! While he'll find his amusement at the situation again once they leave the hospital, right now he's just tired, pissy, and ready to sleep.
It's incredible he didn't get into a fight with someone, but maybe the pain in his neck kept him under wraps...]
—Lets get the hell outta here.