geophile | cerealia

[ that's certainly a way to start a conversation! though he's guilty of skipping hellos as well, and considering the circumstances, he won't say anything about it. it's only now that he's been able to reach his cerevice, and he's actually thankful that she's calling - his fingers are a little too numb for the motions that typing requires. ]

That depends on your definition of "all right". [ alive? yes. healthy? debatable. ] What about you?

I'm fine now. And what do you mean?

[ DETAILS, YOUNG MAN WHO IS ACTUALLY OLDER THAN HER BUT. Still. DETAILS.

[ there's a long pause between her words and his reply, as if he's thinking about what to say. the first thing he considers is withholding information to not make her worry, because that's just what he does.

then again, that won't work anymore, will it? his visit after the robot fiasco replays in the back of his mind, along with the agreement that they had made. if he was going to rely on someone here, it was her. lying wouldn't help with that; it'd probably just make things more difficult. ]

The recovery process from lethal hypothermia isn't something I would call enjoyable.

[ she asked. ]

[ She did! And Steven was a good boy who responded properly! Otome could be proud, but it's not like hearing that he died from hypothermia is going to warm her heart any.

So he really had been dragged into this fiasco, too... ]

No, I imagine not. [ Let's start there. ] What have you been doing to recover?

[ he's learning! and while it's certainly avoided a roundabout conversation about telling the truth and trust and what have you, he doesn't feel all that better. he's still numb and freezing, and that doesn't seem to be on a course of change any time soon. ]

Attempting to keep warm, though that's easier said than done.

[ no matter what he does, the cold that's settled into his core is unrelenting. it's both annoying and exhausting, and it's recognizable in his voice. ]

Have you stocked up on warm drinks and layers? Running a hot bath couldn't hurt, either.

[ Sadly, there are no volcanoes to warm your hands over. ]

Already done, but unfortunately yeilding no results.

[ at this point, canonballing into mt. chimney sounds like an amazing idea. ]

If I can infer from past experience, it will pass with time.

... Speaking of, are you solid?

[ that makes him chuckle, but it's less out of the fact that it was funny than of grim amusement that such a question has to be asked in the first place. ]

Thankfully, yes.

At least there's that... then you're right. I think this shouldn't last.

Let's hope.

[ there's a pause. they've talked about him enough; he's still worried about her. ]

You said you were fine, but did you manage to come out of wherever you were unscathed?

Not entirely, no. I wasn't injured, but... there were some side effects, I suppose.

[ Annoying.... side effects.... ]

Would you care to elaborate on that?

[ if he shared, he expects her to do the same. it's only fair. ]

[ ... there's a sigh. ]

I went completely blind in one eye and I suffered from varying severity of vertigo and nausea.

[ ....................otome ]

Please tell me that you've been resting since then.

[ she did nothing wrong!! ]

Yes, I stayed with some friends for a day, and then I returned home to wait for news. I'm completely fine now.

[ don't use that tone with him young lady!!!

but that does get a palpable sigh of relief from him. ]

I'm glad to hear it. I'm sorry you had to go through something like that.

Considering the fate of some of my group members, I actually got off fairly lightly.

[ Sorry, Edna. Sorry, Naki. ]

I can understand the sentiment, but it won't do us well to compare misfortunes.

[ he says "we" because actually considers his fate a little better than that of neji's, but that's not a fair way of thinking - it doesn't do well for feelings of guilt, either. he's just relieved that she's safe and in one piece now. ]

My statement still stands.

Well, I'm equally sorry. [ Because you died. Gosh, Steven, is she going to have to hire a babysitter? ]

[ honestly? yes. back home, the elite four were basically his babysitters, going out to fetch him after he wandered away from the league for whatever arbitrary reason. he needs a cerealia-sitter.

his sigh is an acknowledgement of her words. he's still concerned. ]

I know you said you were fine, but try to take it easy for the next while.

[ he doesn't want her burning out after all of this... hopefully she doesn't have any shifts at stupid o'clock. ]

I'll do my best, but a lot of that depends on how many people behave themselves.

[ She's going to have a lot of shifts at stupid o'clock. Hey, it saved her from having to do this interlude in a nightgown! ]

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