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[...It takes Silver a moment to process just what she said, but once the moment passes, he uncovers the plate. ...Brownies. She got him brownies. ...She... Made him brownies...? He just stares at her half surprised and half confused as if he doesn't quite get it.]

[Yes, she made him brownies. And Sneasel and the others if they like brownies.

There's a sigh of relief when she's led to sit down in a chair. Someone might have noticed she's still quite shaky. Mia pats Sneasel's head gently as a thank-you.]

[Another moment passes, and he continues to stare at them.

And then he quietly sits down and takes one, splitting it in half and sharing it with Sneasel. He splits a second one in half, one piece for Feraligatr and one for Murkrow. The surprised look doesn't leave his face for one moment.]

[There's not much for Mia to do but watch.]

...I hope you like those.

[He quietly tries them...

...And ducks his head down without a word.]

[When he looks up again, he looks directly at Mia, and his face is more than a little pink.]

They're really good... [She made him brownies.]

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Really? I'm glad. Not everyone likes chocolate.

Chocolate's delicious. [For him...

...He offers the plate over to her. Come on, you have one too.]

Oh...thank you. I'll take half.

[Not sure she feels well enough for too much sweet stuff.]

[Nodding and splitting one and half before handing it over. He'll take the other half, then. He should share these with the hou- ...He should share these with Gold and- ...He should share some with Crys. Yeah, that sounds good.

...But wait-] Are you alright?

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I'm fine. The draft wore me out, that's all.

You went to space too, huh? [His expression strays into a less flustered and more passive and neutral territory. He has to curb the urge to rub his arm as he starts to think about Crys.]

Yes. It was not what I expected.

...There weren't any stars.

[...] Was there anything? [Tell him all about space, Mia.]

A lot of darkness. ...A lot of fighting. So many people were hurt.

[Naturally pale and paler still with how tired she is, it's probably impossible to tell that the recent memories are making it even worse.]

They had...soldiers who could make you believe you had everything you ever wanted. That you were living such a life.

[...He was trying to steer clear of the fighting part, but it's still a valid response.]

Yeah, I heard about that one. [Ugh.]

I do not recommend facing one if you can ever help it.

[Mia shakes her head, and leans down to pat Sneasel again.]

But you were very brave. [Even without seeing him in action she knows it.]

[Sneasel beams a bit at the praise. You got that right. He did his best.

Silver lets a small smile out at Sneasel's reaction, but his expression quickly straightens out.] I wouldn't expect anything less from Sneasel.

[All Mia can do is smile at him without letting herself seem too exhausted.]

You ought to put the rest of those in the kitchen...ah, if you intend to share. [You don't need to. They're not for the other people unless Silver decides so.]

[-Huh? ...Oh, right, uh. He's getting up then.

Slowly. Slowly getting up. And then he's making his way over to the-

...You know what? Here, Sneasel. Can you bring these to their room? They'd be gone in thirty seconds in the kitchen. He is just going to sit right back down. Ow ow ow. Mia can probably tell that he's injured at this point; if not from the way he stands up, then from the wince and somewhat pained expression on his face.]

...You're hurt.

[Arguing won't get him anywhere but he is welcome to try.]

What happened?

[He doesn't want to admit it. He doesn't want to talk about it. He doesn't need help with it.

...But people worry about him, and denying or pushing people away only makes it worse.] You heard about what happened here while you guys were away on the draft, right? I hurt my leg. [But it's no big deal. He already took care of it. It will get better eventually.]

Oh. [It must hurt, if he doesn't even want to go far enough to reach the kitchen.]

May I look at it? I'm a healer, I could at least do something to help with the pain. [As she puts on her working face, most of the traces of her exhaustion hidden behind a concerned inquiry.

The difference is that this time, Silver's free to refuse without her pushing him.]

[No.

No.

...Alright. He takes- no, yanks his boot off in one swift motion, because while pulling it off this way hurts more, it hurts and then it's gone. From there, he rolls his pant leg up and pulls his sock off, revealing a bandage that goes from a little above his ankle to a little below his knee.

It's at that point that he hesitates for a moment before slowly undoing some of the bandage, gradually revealing a series of deep and nasty puncture wounds from a bite from a shift hunter. Honestly, he's lucky he has a leg at all, let alone a leg without a completely shattered bone. He's been taking care of it the best he can with basic first aid, and it looks well done enough, but that only makes it slightly less awful looking. Some of it's bleeding again from Silver forcing his leg to do more than it would like. Whoops.]

...It's not as bad as it looks. [Nice save there, Silver. You're really convincing.]

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[She jumped at the way he treated his boot, and the length of that bandage bothers her. When he takes some of it off, it's years of practice that keep her from making a sound or too terrible of a face. That looks awful. And it's bleeding - and how long ago was this? He should have seen a doctor.

Almost none of that comes across in her movements as she moves his hands aside and unwraps the rest of the bandage to get a look at everything.] No wonder you're in pain. [He'll be luckier still if it isn't infected or already causing permanent damage.]

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