sholmes catchall

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Of course. I've been in a similar situation.

[Irene is in crow form, preening at her feathers.]

Sleep is best in these circumstances. But with the pain, it's easier said than done.

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[ Finley is just curled up next to the couch, of course, still in tiger form. Surprisingly. ]

I'll sleep more later.

[ Lazily, his hand lifts from where it was resting over his stomach and drops it so the back of his hand rests on Sholmes' shoulder, if he can reach. ]

How are you doing?

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Me?

[He remarks, with some surprise, at the touch to his shoulder, and then the question.]

Come now. I'm not the one with a whole wound in my stomach, am I?

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No, but...

[ He keeps his hand there, trying to find what he wants to say. ]

I don't think I'd be okay if our situations were reversed.

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[just]

[boggles at him]

But they aren't, so. Look, what are you worrying over me for? Come now. Don't be silly.

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[ He extends his finger to poke Sholmes in the cheek. ]

So you're saying you're fine with me laying here like this?

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[Uses a hand to smack him away, lightly. Shoo.]

What do you think, hm?

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[ He lazily lifts his hand and pats Sholmes' shoulder softly. ]

I think it bothers you more than you want it to.

[ He closes his eyes, bringing his hand to rest on his stomach. Very gingerly in his action. ]

[greatdeduction]

Who is making deductions here, you, or I?

[HUFF HUFF >8I]

Don't push yourself. You'll need plenty of rest.

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Am I not allowed?

[ He nudges him a little bit. ]

I will. But I still have a few things I needed to do.

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Not in this case, no.

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...Well, good for you on that. Good to have your goals to work for.

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Even if you're the one that asked?

[ There's a wry little smile there. ]

I'll get what bedrest I can, but don't expect me to just stay laying here forever.

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Hmmph. Still don't know why you insist on not having your own bed, my dear fellow.

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I'm not going to kick my roommate off the bed. I already told her that she could have it.

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[GESTURES TO HIM]

You're INJURED.

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[ He opens an eye to look at him. ]

Would you feel better if we went there?

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You can't stay here all night, Mr. Kotetsu! You need a proper bed!

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Then where's she supposed to sleep?

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[mmmmmmmmmmm]

Why the blast do we have just one bed in these things?

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A cruel sense of humor from whoever brought us here.

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Indeed.

[Just bringing his knees up to lean over them.]

This whole mess seems like one large joke.

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I think a joke would hurt less.

[ But then, if Sholmes is paying mind, Finley nearby shifts to lion form as Kotetsu asks quietly: ]

...Was that the right choice?

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...

[He doesn't reply to that for a moment. But then he notices the shift - he has learned that the lion form tends to come with certain moods, and he looks over, his voice quiet.]

...Are you questioning whether it was right to do what you did?

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I don't know what I'm doing.

[ He drapes is arm over his eyes. ]

I've never killed anyone before. I never thought I'd have to think about that. I don't think he was right, but was it right for me to be the executioner?

[ His hand tightens in frustration. ]

But I couldn't let it go the other way, either.

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....Come now, what are you saying? It isn't as if you willfully volunteered for the thing. You were forced into it. Your actions, my dear fellow, are not on you.

[His eyebrows furrow.]

You shouldn't blame yourself.