[Nagito sits back down.] Well, if you do have to sit for whatever reason, you can use the bed!
[Nagito has found bedding for it and made it perfectly. It's possible he found sheets exclusively so he could make the bed.]
The eyelid looks fine. [Nagito was able to get a look at that, at least.] And I already told him, but I'm going to clean that piece of your shirt Sunny-kun is using, but I'll give it back once I'm done. Whenever Sunny-kun is ready I'll take a look at the rest of it.
[Kel and Nagito's conversation is still droning on, like background music. Pleasant, low, a constant sound...
Sunny attempts to give Kel a thumbs up. It's shaky, but... progress.
And then one word Nagito mentioned sinks in: bed.]
Ah...
[He lets out a small noise at the realization. Maybe if he could just... relax. Somehow. Then he wouldn't have to be here and...
The thought of that - the sheer possibility of it - has Sunny standing on shaky legs, the paper bag still clutched tight to his chest. Hopefully the others didn't have a problem with him pretty much flopping face-first onto said bed (was it Nagito's? Should he have asked? Too late to do so). They could have the chairs.
(The mattress was solid, not new, but it certainly didn't feel like it was broken in. No indents where there should be - either someone hadn't slept on this one or everyone was lighter when they were dead. The sheets made it bearable. 6/10)
Somehow the teen flipped over, going from beached whale to laying solidly on his back staring up at the ceiling. His right eye, the injured one, was closest to the edge of the mattress. That... should make it easier, right?
No explanation given though, and Sunny is just awkwardly laying there now...]
[He just... stood there by the door.] I'm good, really, I'm doing a lot of sitting around. There isn't much to do around this place.
[And he... listened. Nodding.The eyelid was fine, that was... better than he thought, but then again...]
It's not surprising, there were doctors... huh... handling it. They knew better than I do for sure.
[There were far too many memories of that night he wanted to push away, but knowing Sunny was in good hands had been... reassuring at least.]
And, wait. This one will not disappear so... if you want I can give another piece of shirt? I need to get a new one anyway but there are corners that are still decent and he may have a change? I'm just asking for his comfort here, really.
[And then Sunny is up, walking and... flopping in bed. He's silent for a couple of seconds and then lets out a small chuckle.]
Looks like someone claimed it already- which, honestly? its good to see.
[Nagito watches as Sunny collapses onto the bed. Well, alright then. Nagito stands so he can move his chair over beside the bed.]
If you rip up much more of that shirt you might as well go around shirtless. [Nagito sounds amused by the idea.] Having two permanent covers would be a good idea, but someone could request an eyepatch from Ferryman-san instead, if you'd like to remain clothed.
[He sees Sunny has rolled over, which is good. It looks like the examination is still going to go forward.] You don't mind if I lean over you, do you? Back home, sometimes people would say I tended to, ah, "loom like a creepier Slenderman". [Thanks, Saionji-san.]
[Nagito did have a point - Kel’s shirt was pretty much in tatters already. Sunny would feel awful if Kel had nothing to wear, even if they were in a sweltering Desert for now and Kel would probably proclaim that he was entering his ‘Tarzan era’ if a shirt wasn’t needed…]
Eyepatch… [The whisper left him as his throat opened up, the bed already working its magic to relax his tense posture. An eyepatch might be cool… then he would look kind of like a space pirate… but wait, Sunny wasn’t cool enough for that! The idea was tempting though. He wouldn’t say no if someone ordered strongly suggested that it was a good idea.
The teen nodded in consent for Nagito to continue his work, even if that thought alone had his heartbeat speed up again. Breathe. In and out. One, two, three, four. And repeat.
[The teen offered a small shrug in Nagito's direction.]
I'm already looking for a replacement because this thing isn't going to stay up much longer. So much got showing my love for Omodog wherever I go...
[A big, overly dramatic sigh followed. Just to be silly and make a scene, nothing more, his shirt needed a change anyway... it was eventually going to fall apart.]
And... yeah. I can go ask for an eyepatch. Since it's not for me, maybe the Ferryman will give me something, actually. Note taken. Sunny, you're going to look like Spaceboy,but cooler!
[For the rest? He finally stepped in, crossing his arms and standing closer to the two. He... heard the doctors talk with Hero his friend group. He knows about the eye being removed since it was too damaged, but he didn't see the wound past the intial night.]
Hey buddy, need me to chatter around and offer a distraction?
I have it on good authority eyepatches make people look very badass! [Surely this is a good thing. Kuzuryu-kun always made it sound like a good thing. Nagito shifts a little to give Kel more space by the bed if he'd like it.] Are you ready to open your eye, Sunny-kun?
[Well, the fact that both Kel and Nagito seemed enthused about an eyepatch at least made Sunny more open to the prospect. If he could even be a fraction as cool as Captain Spaceboy…
And he would always take Kel talking as a distraction. The sound of his friend’s voice was a comforting familiarity - even if 90% of what he said was going to fly straight in one of Sunny’s ears and out the other (sorry Kel).
So, in a way, the nod that followed was an invitation to both people present. He took a breath, trying to still his frantic heartbeat, and the voice that answered was small.] R-ready.
Yes! Sunny is going to look super-uper-duper badass! I'm going to ask the Ferryman- they said no to me for the shirt but I know they won't say no to our Best Space Pirate.
[Okay. He... had to talk, then. It was... no bad. He could keep his mouth running and at least offer some kind of distraction- The teen stepped a bit closer, like the idea of seeing a wound that destabilized his dear friend so much he... did what he did? Like that didn't bother him at all.]
Well, let's see. I can talk of many things. Highschool, for example. I know you never really went to the big classes and, guess what? Good for you. HAH! It's just so boring. And people are getting weird. I like playing my video games, you know? And they talk about girls.
But speaking of girls, let me tell you all about a game where one of them absolutely kicked my ass at basketball. So, you see... it was a Faraway Town versus Distant Town friendly match and...
[And he talked. Talked about people Sunny never met, describing them and why he could remember them (a strong accent, a weird tic, an overly friendly attitude, being extremely good at something...) and how the game went. How this girl from Distant Town somehow managed to sweep the entire team and win the game even if the rest of her party wasn't that good or tall.
A rival? Kel does try to make it sound like that to add some weight to the whole thing, to add some... spice? Truth to be told he got his ass served on a silver platter and never saw her again, not that he tried to reach for the fellow player.
[Kel really is good at talking. It's a little charming, listening to Kel talk about what sounds like a normal American high school.]
Alright, Sunny-kun, open your eye, please.
[He doesn't say anything else, instead letting Kel do his job of distracting Sunny. Nagito doesn't think he'll have a lot of time to look things over, so it's best to focus.]
[Kel’s droning really worked wonders. Sunny could listen to his friend’s story in the background and his brain… it supplied little details, small twists.
Kel’s rival now had fancy sports shoes with little rocket boosters on the bottom, and Kel’s jumps defied gravity. An Orange Joe mascot may be cheering the entire game on (and simultaneously is the referee) from the sidelines. A bunch of Hectors and other Pet Rocks sit in the stands, silently celebrating when someone scores.
Sunny spaces out a bit, but that’s for the better. Nagito’s voice floats from somewhere above, a gentle prodding, and… Sunny opens his eye…
It… doesn’t look good. The socket isn’t infected, but it’s also little more than a sunken pit. The eye had to be removed, after all, and there are small cuts along the lid, presumably where the weapon used had nicked the edges.
Sunny doesn’t seem bothered though. If anything, he’s half-way between dozing and listening lazily.]
[The talks continue. It's now all about the two groups getting together for a pizza after the match, talking about future tournament plans, how they exchanged techniques- he's inventing most stuff, just keeping his mouth running since it does seem to help (?).
When the eye open, he has to try his best not to turn away and keep his attention on him.
He heard the doctors. He heard what they said. He saw the uncovered eye when Sunny emerged from the water but this was the first time really... seeing it. Open, the closed wound exposed. He didn't even know what a 'full enucleation' meant, but it looked gross and painful. Still part of Sunny, he told himself, still something to treasure, but Kel couldn't just lock away everyhting and forget.
The teen clenched his fists, somehow managing to keep the chatter going in a mostly casual manner -he's talking about high school even more. About tests, how Kel is actually pretty good at science but history? Oh, history is BAD for him. All those names and dates. Chemistry is weirdly amusing, they learn things with experiments, he gets to *do* stuff, but literature? Names and names and names while sitting in a warm class.
Normal complains about normal teen stuff, right? Now that Sunny seems to be dozing off, lost in thoughts, at least Kel doesn't have to worry about keeping a smile on his face. What the hell was Basil even thinking? God...]
Oh, and once I managed to see someone completely burn off their own eyebrows during one of the experiments. We were supposed to see how stuff changed the color of flames and he got a biiit too close.
[Nagito looks without flinching, calm as if he were reading a book by the oasis, though he does look thoughtful. He isn't about to touch anything, but he leans in a bit, letting Kel's words fade entirely into a constant background droning.]
It doesn't look infected, or particularly dirty. I believe that you're supposed to clean the eyelid, so make sure you're doing that. Just the outside, though! And if you're not going to have it stitched closed, my understanding is it's safer to have something inside the socket. One of you ask Ferryman-san about it, alright? It might be different given our situation.
[He's speaking in his standard soft, breathy voice, but that doesn't sound like a request. He's also mentally contemplating who would be best to stitch it closed, if that ends up being necessary. It's best if the Ferryman can simply make it happen. Otherwise--well, Nagito isn't fond of him, but Dankovsky is the best option, and Nagito isn't petty enough at the moment to ignore that fact.
He spares a glance at Kel only after he's done with his basic examination; he doesn't want Kel to faint or anything.]
[Sunny remains calm through the entire observation and prognosis. Mostly because his mind is elsewhere - a pizza stadium in the clouds, maybe, as Kel’s story becomes more grandiose.
He’s knocked out of it a bit by talk of ‘next steps.’ Sunny fidgets on the bed but… he isn’t panicking so much as he is wanting to delay the inevitable.
Neither option sounded pleasant. He can’t see Kel with how he’s laying, but still his hand grips the sheet beneath him like he’s subconsciously searching for support.
For someone else to make a decision for him. It would be so simple in Headspace - Omori hadn’t lost an eye, he wouldn’t ever, so he didn’t have to make that choice.
How lucky. It filled him with some form of jealousy, in a way.]
We are what we are… can we even have wounds that get infected?
[It's a genuine question, even if it's barely anything more than a whisper. He's doing his best not to faint, Nagito- it's not easy when he's never been used to this kind of stuff, but the last thing anyone needed was to handle Kel crashing down on the floor. His attention shifted to the way Sunny held onto the sheet and, even if he didn't dare move any closer? He did reach for the other's ankle, squeezing it. A small compromise not to directly get too close to Sunny's face but also offer support- oh, they're talking about (Well, Nagito is talking) what to do after?]
We actually checked! I... when Sunny was… rushed to the hospital. I- [There's a squint, he's not sure who...] I don't remember who, but me and Aubrey were running on adrenaline, she's a friend, and someone distracted us teaching us about eye stuff. Huh… I didn't think it mattered since we're ded bt I still remember something!
[It was Hero. Hero, who was studying to be a doctor, tried to reassure the two teens that while Sunny was probably going to lose his eye, things were going to be fine. He even gave suggestions and informations while they all say in the waiting room during a surgery that lasted Forever.]
Two days covered. We're past it. Should be kept clean, but he shouldn't lift heavy weights nor bend too much.. forward? There are ointments that should be put in the wound if it's still fresh but that doesn't… seem the case? Nor it seems like it needs to be drained? I'm… not exactly a doctor. Filling the socket isn't really necessary? More of a thing in case the eye socket or eyelids require support or protection, something like that.
[But thats not what matters in the immediate right? He does mumble something about being willing to go with sunny to the actual doctor if needed and he's back discussing pizza toppings, a special focus is on anchovies and how much Kel dislikes them...
[Nagito has heard some of the specifics of Kel's memory loss issues from Mari; he doesn't comment on it, but he makes a few new mental notes under his "the situation between Sunny, Mari, and Kel" header. Nagito reaches out and drags the closest chair over to Kel, nudging it against the back of his legs so maybe he'll sit down.]
I do doubt we can get any infections, at least outside the Crossing itself. But we are doing a lot of physical activities, and we know the Crossings behave differently. [Even if the Ferryman intends to keep them safe, Nagito can't trust that they will always be able to. Sunny walking around with an extra hole in his head, even less protection than what an eye can provide, when something might attack him--
Ah, but he shouldn't say that out loud, should he?]
That's why Ferryman-san should have useful input on this situation. It could be I'm worrying about things that don't matter at all! [Nagito smiles at Sunny; as far as Nagito's emotional state goes, they could be discussing the weather right now. He's seen so much worse, this doesn't phase him. Catching Kel's pre-pizza mumblings, he adds:] But if you'd rather talk to someone else, I don't mind going with you as well.
[Really, to Sunny, the worst part about his situation - aside from the constant reminder of how he had died - was the lack of depth perception and sight. Really though, he was getting used to it…
He couldn’t just… go to the Ferryman and ask why he didn’t have an eye, right…? Sunny knew that answer because it lay in his memories.
And yet…. Everyone around him seemed bothered by it for one reason or another.
Nagito’s calm helps Sunny keep calm though, and Kel’s continued talk allows him to distance himself (mentally) from the problem… for now.]
Mmmm. [The teen lets out a flat hum, half-avoidance, but… not an outright refusal. Having someone go with him to do… whatever they were talking about… was a lot less scary than facing it by himself.]
[Kel could understand the feeling, somehow. Just looking at Sunny reminded him of his own death, constantly, he just got really good at... hiding it. Even from himself.
Not that the sense of guilt got any less intense, of course... but only Frieda knew and Kel intended to keep it that way.]
The crossing itself is awful if you're not under the Ferryman's protection. but I want to hope the 'safety' means everyone is not going to get hurt or sick during the crossing. [A pause] This time I will be with the team, though, so if anything tries to attack Sunny's eye it'll have to face me first. Heh...
[He did not feel like laughing, it was as forced as soneone could imagine. When the chair hits the back of his legs, he does sit down, yet he refuses to let go of the other's ankle yet.]
Whatever Sunny or Mari want to do, they'll have my support. It's good to know he's got another reliable friend to help, right Sunsun?
You can close your eye again, Sunny-kun. [And before Kel starts ripping up more of his shirt, Nagito offers a plain white strip of cloth to Sunny. It's very clean.] You can wear that while I wash your other one. I know it doesn't look at cool as the orange one or an eyepatch, but it's just for a little while!
[Obviously nothing scavenged up by Nagito would be cool. That's just silly. But he can at least make it clean, so maybe that counts for something.]
As long as everything goes as expected, Crossing with Ferryman-san should be relatively safe. [But Nagito is used to things not going as expected. Still, it's better if Sunny and Kel can keep hoping for the expected situation, so he won't say anything directly about his concerns.]
[It took a moment for Sunny to realize the examination was over… but he gladly closed his eye, wrapping the cloth Nagito gave him dutifully around his head… even if some part of him had gotten used to the material of Kel’s shirt against his face.
His friend’s grip on his ankle was like an anchor too. Sunny blinked, gaze almost bleary, as he slowly became away of his body again.
A shame, in its own sort of way.]
Going with… Ferryman… [There was no doubt of that, even if Kel’s support did leave Sunny feeling more relieved. Even if he didn’t deserve it… Kel was always a good friend to him.]
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[Nagito has found bedding for it and made it perfectly. It's possible he found sheets exclusively so he could make the bed.]
The eyelid looks fine. [Nagito was able to get a look at that, at least.] And I already told him, but I'm going to clean that piece of your shirt Sunny-kun is using, but I'll give it back once I'm done. Whenever Sunny-kun is ready I'll take a look at the rest of it.
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Sunny attempts to give Kel a thumbs up. It's shaky, but... progress.
And then one word Nagito mentioned sinks in: bed.]
Ah...
[He lets out a small noise at the realization. Maybe if he could just... relax. Somehow. Then he wouldn't have to be here and...
The thought of that - the sheer possibility of it - has Sunny standing on shaky legs, the paper bag still clutched tight to his chest. Hopefully the others didn't have a problem with him pretty much flopping face-first onto said bed (was it Nagito's? Should he have asked? Too late to do so). They could have the chairs.
(The mattress was solid, not new, but it certainly didn't feel like it was broken in. No indents where there should be - either someone hadn't slept on this one or everyone was lighter when they were dead. The sheets made it bearable. 6/10)
Somehow the teen flipped over, going from beached whale to laying solidly on his back staring up at the ceiling. His right eye, the injured one, was closest to the edge of the mattress. That... should make it easier, right?
No explanation given though, and Sunny is just awkwardly laying there now...]
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[And he... listened. Nodding.The eyelid was fine, that was... better than he thought, but then again...]
It's not surprising, there were doctors... huh... handling it. They knew better than I do for sure.
[There were far too many memories of that night he wanted to push away, but knowing Sunny was in good hands had been... reassuring at least.]
And, wait. This one will not disappear so... if you want I can give another piece of shirt? I need to get a new one anyway but there are corners that are still decent and he may have a change? I'm just asking for his comfort here, really.
[And then Sunny is up, walking and... flopping in bed. He's silent for a couple of seconds and then lets out a small chuckle.]
Looks like someone claimed it already- which, honestly? its good to see.
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If you rip up much more of that shirt you might as well go around shirtless. [Nagito sounds amused by the idea.] Having two permanent covers would be a good idea, but someone could request an eyepatch from Ferryman-san instead, if you'd like to remain clothed.
[He sees Sunny has rolled over, which is good. It looks like the examination is still going to go forward.] You don't mind if I lean over you, do you? Back home, sometimes people would say I tended to, ah, "loom like a creepier Slenderman". [Thanks, Saionji-san.]
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for nowand Kel would probably proclaim that he was entering his ‘Tarzan era’ if a shirt wasn’t needed…]Eyepatch… [The whisper left him as his throat opened up, the bed already working its magic to relax his tense posture. An eyepatch might be cool… then he would look kind of like a space pirate… but wait, Sunny wasn’t cool enough for that! The idea was tempting though. He wouldn’t say no if someone
orderedstrongly suggested that it was a good idea.The teen nodded in consent for Nagito to continue his work, even if that thought alone had his heartbeat speed up again. Breathe. In and out. One, two, three, four. And repeat.
He still hadn’t opened his eye again.]
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I'm already looking for a replacement because this thing isn't going to stay up much longer. So much got showing my love for Omodog wherever I go...
[A big, overly dramatic sigh followed. Just to be silly and make a scene, nothing more, his shirt needed a change anyway... it was eventually going to fall apart.]
And... yeah. I can go ask for an eyepatch. Since it's not for me, maybe the Ferryman will give me something, actually. Note taken. Sunny, you're going to look like Spaceboy,but cooler!
[For the rest? He finally stepped in, crossing his arms and standing closer to the two. He... heard the doctors talk with
Herohis friend group. He knows about the eye being removed since it was too damaged, but he didn't see the wound past the intial night.]Hey buddy, need me to chatter around and offer a distraction?
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And he would always take Kel talking as a distraction. The sound of his friend’s voice was a comforting familiarity - even if 90% of what he said was going to fly straight in one of Sunny’s ears and out the other (sorry Kel).
So, in a way, the nod that followed was an invitation to both people present. He took a breath, trying to still his frantic heartbeat, and the voice that answered was small.] R-ready.
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[Okay. He... had to talk, then. It was... no bad. He could keep his mouth running and at least offer some kind of distraction- The teen stepped a bit closer, like the idea of seeing a wound that destabilized his dear friend so much he... did what he did? Like that didn't bother him at all.]
Well, let's see. I can talk of many things. Highschool, for example. I know you never really went to the big classes and, guess what? Good for you. HAH! It's just so boring. And people are getting weird. I like playing my video games, you know? And they talk about girls.
But speaking of girls, let me tell you all about a game where one of them absolutely kicked my ass at basketball. So, you see... it was a Faraway Town versus Distant Town friendly match and...
[And he talked. Talked about people Sunny never met, describing them and why he could remember them (a strong accent, a weird tic, an overly friendly attitude, being extremely good at something...) and how the game went. How this girl from Distant Town somehow managed to sweep the entire team and win the game even if the rest of her party wasn't that good or tall.
A rival? Kel does try to make it sound like that to add some weight to the whole thing, to add some... spice? Truth to be told he got his ass served on a silver platter and never saw her again, not that he tried to reach for the fellow player.
And Blah, blah and even more blahs...]
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Alright, Sunny-kun, open your eye, please.
[He doesn't say anything else, instead letting Kel do his job of distracting Sunny. Nagito doesn't think he'll have a lot of time to look things over, so it's best to focus.]
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Kel’s rival now had fancy sports shoes with little rocket boosters on the bottom, and Kel’s jumps defied gravity. An Orange Joe mascot may be cheering the entire game on (and simultaneously is the referee) from the sidelines. A bunch of Hectors and other Pet Rocks sit in the stands, silently celebrating when someone scores.
Sunny spaces out a bit, but that’s for the better. Nagito’s voice floats from somewhere above, a gentle prodding, and… Sunny opens his eye…
It… doesn’t look good. The socket isn’t infected, but it’s also little more than a sunken pit. The eye had to be removed, after all, and there are small cuts along the lid, presumably where the weapon used had nicked the edges.
Sunny doesn’t seem bothered though. If anything, he’s half-way between dozing and listening lazily.]
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When the eye open, he has to try his best not to turn away and keep his attention on him.
He heard the doctors. He heard what they said. He saw the uncovered eye when Sunny emerged from the water but this was the first time really... seeing it. Open, the closed wound exposed. He didn't even know what a 'full enucleation' meant, but it looked gross and painful. Still part of Sunny, he told himself, still something to treasure, but Kel couldn't just lock away everyhting and forget.
The teen clenched his fists, somehow managing to keep the chatter going in a mostly casual manner -he's talking about high school even more. About tests, how Kel is actually pretty good at science but history? Oh, history is BAD for him. All those names and dates. Chemistry is weirdly amusing, they learn things with experiments, he gets to *do* stuff, but literature? Names and names and names while sitting in a warm class.
Normal complains about normal teen stuff, right? Now that Sunny seems to be dozing off, lost in thoughts, at least Kel doesn't have to worry about keeping a smile on his face. What the hell was Basil even thinking? God...]
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It doesn't look infected, or particularly dirty. I believe that you're supposed to clean the eyelid, so make sure you're doing that. Just the outside, though! And if you're not going to have it stitched closed, my understanding is it's safer to have something inside the socket. One of you ask Ferryman-san about it, alright? It might be different given our situation.
[He's speaking in his standard soft, breathy voice, but that doesn't sound like a request. He's also mentally contemplating who would be best to stitch it closed, if that ends up being necessary. It's best if the Ferryman can simply make it happen. Otherwise--well, Nagito isn't fond of him, but Dankovsky is the best option, and Nagito isn't petty enough at the moment to ignore that fact.
He spares a glance at Kel only after he's done with his basic examination; he doesn't want Kel to faint or anything.]
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He’s knocked out of it a bit by talk of ‘next steps.’ Sunny fidgets on the bed but… he isn’t panicking so much as he is wanting to delay the inevitable.
Neither option sounded pleasant. He can’t see Kel with how he’s laying, but still his hand grips the sheet beneath him like he’s subconsciously searching for support.
For someone else to make a decision for him. It would be so simple in Headspace - Omori hadn’t lost an eye, he wouldn’t ever, so he didn’t have to make that choice.
How lucky. It filled him with some form of jealousy, in a way.]
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[It's a genuine question, even if it's barely anything more than a whisper. He's doing his best not to faint, Nagito- it's not easy when he's never been used to this kind of stuff, but the last thing anyone needed was to handle Kel crashing down on the floor. His attention shifted to the way Sunny held onto the sheet and, even if he didn't dare move any closer? He did reach for the other's ankle, squeezing it. A small compromise not to directly get too close to Sunny's face but also offer support- oh, they're talking about (Well, Nagito is talking) what to do after?]
We actually checked! I... when Sunny was… rushed to the hospital. I- [There's a squint, he's not sure who...] I don't remember who, but me and Aubrey were running on adrenaline, she's a friend, and someone distracted us teaching us about eye stuff. Huh… I didn't think it mattered since we're ded bt I still remember something!
[It was Hero. Hero, who was studying to be a doctor, tried to reassure the two teens that while Sunny was probably going to lose his eye, things were going to be fine. He even gave suggestions and informations while they all say in the waiting room during a surgery that lasted Forever.]
Two days covered. We're past it. Should be kept clean, but he shouldn't lift heavy weights nor bend too much.. forward? There are ointments that should be put in the wound if it's still fresh but that doesn't… seem the case? Nor it seems like it needs to be drained? I'm… not exactly a doctor. Filling the socket isn't really necessary? More of a thing in case the eye socket or eyelids require support or protection, something like that.
[But thats not what matters in the immediate right? He does mumble something about being willing to go with sunny to the actual doctor if needed and he's back discussing pizza toppings, a special focus is on anchovies and how much Kel dislikes them...
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I do doubt we can get any infections, at least outside the Crossing itself. But we are doing a lot of physical activities, and we know the Crossings behave differently. [Even if the Ferryman intends to keep them safe, Nagito can't trust that they will always be able to. Sunny walking around with an extra hole in his head, even less protection than what an eye can provide, when something might attack him--
Ah, but he shouldn't say that out loud, should he?]
That's why Ferryman-san should have useful input on this situation. It could be I'm worrying about things that don't matter at all! [Nagito smiles at Sunny; as far as Nagito's emotional state goes, they could be discussing the weather right now. He's seen so much worse, this doesn't phase him. Catching Kel's pre-pizza mumblings, he adds:] But if you'd rather talk to someone else, I don't mind going with you as well.
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He couldn’t just… go to the Ferryman and ask why he didn’t have an eye, right…? Sunny knew that answer because it lay in his memories.
And yet…. Everyone around him seemed bothered by it for one reason or another.
Nagito’s calm helps Sunny keep calm though, and Kel’s continued talk allows him to distance himself (mentally) from the problem… for now.]
Mmmm. [The teen lets out a flat hum, half-avoidance, but… not an outright refusal. Having someone go with him to do… whatever they were talking about… was a lot less scary than facing it by himself.]
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Not that the sense of guilt got any less intense, of course... but only Frieda knew and Kel intended to keep it that way.]
The crossing itself is awful if you're not under the Ferryman's protection. but I want to hope the 'safety' means everyone is not going to get hurt or sick during the crossing. [A pause] This time I will be with the team, though, so if anything tries to attack Sunny's eye it'll have to face me first. Heh...
[He did not feel like laughing, it was as forced as soneone could imagine. When the chair hits the back of his legs, he does sit down, yet he refuses to let go of the other's ankle yet.]
Whatever Sunny or Mari want to do, they'll have my support. It's good to know he's got another reliable friend to help, right Sunsun?
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[Obviously nothing scavenged up by Nagito would be cool. That's just silly. But he can at least make it clean, so maybe that counts for something.]
As long as everything goes as expected, Crossing with Ferryman-san should be relatively safe. [But Nagito is used to things not going as expected. Still, it's better if Sunny and Kel can keep hoping for the expected situation, so he won't say anything directly about his concerns.]
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His friend’s grip on his ankle was like an anchor too. Sunny blinked, gaze almost bleary, as he slowly became away of his body again.
A shame, in its own sort of way.]
Going with… Ferryman… [There was no doubt of that, even if Kel’s support did leave Sunny feeling more relieved. Even if he didn’t deserve it… Kel was always a good friend to him.]
They’ll… keep us… safe…