(Yay, you’re welcome~)
Crow winced in pain, leaning against the wall and wiping away few blood drops from his face. None of his wounds were too serious, but still not good, he should find a way to take care of them. He glanced at the man in front of him and shrugged. “Apparently, after I managed to return to Ishgard after few years of absence, some of my…
acquaintance… weren’t too happy when I refused to continue the wonderful reunion in a more intimate manner…”
Crow let out a bitter chuckle and tilted head. “Anyway… Thank you for your concern, sir, but I don’t think that we’d ever met?” There was some suspicion heard in his voice, he tensed ready to run away if he needs to. The elezen knight who approached him didn’t look like he had bad intentions, but in places like this you could never know, and sometimes it may be a little too late.
Lance offered his healer friend a shrug and a smile. The man had given Lance one of those looks. The look over the top of his glasses that asked why he was tolerating this visit. The man set to work examining Crow’s head wound as Lance stood nearby. He crossed his arms as he found a clear space near a wall to lean.
“Don’t worry about it. I’ll take care of whatever
Arthurioux
wants or needs. He’s been taking care of me for some time.” Lance offered Crow a grin. “Just because Skyfire is a dull post doesn’t mean I stay out of trouble.”
“Hardly ever mind you.”
Arthurioux
shook his head and sighed towards Lance. His hands were gentle as he took to cleaning the head wound first before even making any attempts with healing magic. “You’ve been in your fair share of fights in the Brume with that Duskwight before. What was his name?”
“Let’s not bring him up.” Lance scowled an looked away.
“Lance is a bleeding heart. Either he ends up on my doorstep or he comes with someone else.” The older man explained to Crow as he checked over his work before moving onto the healing magic, hoping to relieve the pain and any serious damage that the young man might have suffered. “He means well though.”