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009 [Voice]

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How do you get better faster if you're sick?

[It's worth noting that since Luke's voice is slightly hoarse and a little deeper from whatever he's infected with, he sounds just like Asch. Maybe slightly more raspy, but otherwise he's pretty spot on and doesn't even know it.]

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[Wooooah, woah that doesn't sound good. Edge takes off in the direction he's hearing all of the hacking from and lets himself into the room.]

Luke...? Hey, are you okay?

[He's at the bedside now, leaning over a little bit.]

[Luke's quieted down by the time Edge gets there, and he's buried himself under the blankets, so all that's really there is a lump and a few locks of red hair peeking out from the top. Once he hears Edge's voice, though, he lets out a groan and pulls the blanket down to look up at him with narrowed eyes. He can't help but be annoyed - he hates it when people see him like this.]

How do I look? [He asks flatly. He already knows the answer to that.]

Well uh...

[Edge puts his bag down and slips onto the edge of the bed. He gives an apologetic look.]

I wouldn't know, but I'm sure you've looked better. Are you hungry?

[Not bothering to ask about it, he leans in and touches Luke's face with his gloveless hand, trying to guess at his temperature.]

[Luke's burning up; he's about 104 degrees right now, but he doesn't seem to be making any effort to get himself colder. Well, except for the fact that he sits up a little, if only to look like he's not as weak as he feels.]

No, not really... I haven't been hungry for a while.

[Hot. Definitely hot. Edge's expression becomes more serious, worried for his new friend.]

This... Isn't good. That's...

[He looks down at his hand, wondering if his healing will even do anything.]

Can I try to heal you?

[Luke doesn't like that expression, Edge. He pauses in his shifting as he stares at him and listens to what he has to say - not good?]

... Is it really that bad? [And as for attempting to heal him-] Sure, go ahead.

[To be honest, Edge is just a worry wart. He himself would tough this out, but seeing somebody else sick is something he just can't stand for.]

Alright.

[A nod as he lifts his other hand, the symbols on the back of it starting to glow as he summons the energy to activate the healing symbol. The most that Luke would notice from it would be a distinctly warm sensation-- even if the healing has no affect.]

[... Huh. Every world must have a different healing technique, then... He shuts his eyes - the warm sensation feels nice, especially when the air around him feels so cold as a contrast, but he still feels the same as he did a few minutes ago. Actually, his throat doesn't hurt quite as much, but otherwise, he's still pretty ill.]

[Edge gives a few moments for the effects to wash over the redhead and then pulls his hand back sheepishly.]

Sorry. Healing is sort of a secondary skill for me.

[He just hopes he can help. If nothing else, he can offer company and mother hen-ing.]

[Guy does enough mother hen-ing, and Luke isn't sure if he could take much more of it. But company is good!

He opens his eyes and rubs at his throat with a little wince.]

... No, it's okay. I think my throat's feeling better. [But that's about it.]

I-- that's good. [He shifts, trying not to jolt the bed too much.]

I wish I could do more. I just hate seeing people hurting, you know? I'm lame like that.

I don't think not liking seeing people in pain makes you lame... I don't like it very much, either.

I--- Really?

[He tries not to look as awkward as he feels and busies himself instead by looking down at his hands. The one embedded with the Symbological data especially.]

Yeah, it's not that weird, is it? I just... Have a tendency to mess up when I'm trying to help.

... Heh. I do that, too. A lot, actually... But I think just the fact that we're doing what we can means a lot.

[He fidgets with his armor.]

What's the worst you've ever managed to ruin something when you were trying to do the opposite?

[That... makes Luke cringe and turn his head away. No, Edge. He is not answering that.]

[He waits, hopeful and then sighs.]

Yeah. I can't say I'd have wanted to bring it up either. Sorry. I shouldn't have.

It's okay.

[He sighs, reaching to rub his chest slowly. Uuugh.]

I've done a lot of terrible things without meaning to... I can at least say that.

I can... definitely relate to that.

[Edge lets out a shaky breath and shakes his head slowly.]

Hey, do you need anything? Water? You really should try to eat even if you're not hungry.

[For a moment Luke doesn't respond; he still remembers that day, how could he not? It was supposed to be easy. Simple. The poisonous miasma would be gone and no one would have to evacuate anyone... at least, that's what he thought would happen.

How wrong he was.

But once he realizes that Edge asked him a question, Luke snaps out of it with a shake of his head and looks up at him. What did he say- oh.]

Uh... yeah, sure. Water's good.

[Edge's memories of the day that his attempt at being helpful had put an end to an entire planet were weighing heavy on him. That didn't stop him from trying to smile while he got into his bag and pulled out a bottle of water and a thermos of hot soup that he'd ventured to make.]

Here.

[He hands the water over but keeps the thermos in his hands, staring at it thoughtfully.]

[And when Luke takes the water he gulps it down as if he's been lost in a desert for days. The memories may be weighing heavily on him, but the boy's sick and honestly feeling kind of dehydrated after straining his throat so much, so he'll push the brooding mood aside to quell his thirst.]

[He honestly regrets bringing it up, but Edge finds some small measure of (awkward) comfort in the fact that Luke might have a similar weight on his own shoulders. The Captain looks at him sideways.]

Luke...How long have you been here?

[GULPGULP-aaah. What now?]

... You mean in Luceti?

Mm-hm. [Edge smiles and looks over his shoulder, nodding.]

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