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"Use this"? How am I supposed to use this piece of trash...?

[groangroangroan whiiine. the kid looks displeased, as do 90% of the people who first arrive here. he taps the red light with a gloved finger, continues to glare into its camera.]

... Right. So there's obviously peopl—

[he breaks off mid-sentence, eyebrows furrowing. turning, the camera swivels with him to catch sight of a department store and then his apparent cause for alarm*. but mental berating aside for not noticing the thing before it's literally within meters of him, yukio smiles. glances at the camera and tucks it into a coat pocket. enjoy the view of darkness for a while. calmly:]

Invaders must die.

[nope. she continues to move strangely, her crying more audible, it's as if it's she that's yet to notice him.]

What the hell.. I said, 'invaders must die'!

[a thud. the scraping of claws against broken cement, yukio taking a few faltering steps backward.]

INVADERS MUST D—

[WHAM. the recording ends.]

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[eyes everything with such distaste.

god, having nice people help him out like this. his life is hard.]

So it can get infected at the dirty hospital instead? [y'know, just based on what he's seen of discedo so far...] No, thanks.

[sthenic]

It's better there. We keep it clean and have fresh supplies.

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I already said no, geez.

[sthenic]

Okok. Just letting you know. ((It'll take her a couple seconds longer, but eventually she pulls her hands away.)) Well, that's that then. Do you need anything else...?

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[he rolls the shoulder once. he's a little impressed, but as he knows of the existence of healers like her in his world... well, maybe not exactly like her. but all the same in his books. chances are, he'd behave as nonchalantly even if this was something wonderful.]

Unless you know a tailor, then no.

[sthenic]

((She shakes her head.)) Sorry, you'll have to look around on your own.