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[harmonicalsoul]

Hey. Someone care to bring food or entertainment to the infirmary? I'm super stuck here with nothing to do.

[ With bedraggled hair and linen creases on his face, it's obvious Soul's been there for a few days already. This matches up with his absence from the feast, if anyone noticed it. ]

I'm tired as hell and can't even manage to make my piano to play it. No piano! Can you imagine?

[ He gets bored easily and being laid up on his back for what he's told will be a few weeks is a curse that tempts one like him to throw himself off a bridge. The problem is that he can only drag himself far enough to use the bathroom by himself, but not far enough to get to that bridge. Maybe a visitor will do it for him! ]

I'd even take a book at this point.

[ Pause. ]

God, I'm going to regret saying that.

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[shirtlesspersona]

[ Okay so he didn't actually see the sos message on the network, he's just been sleeping here so he doesn't get dragged here from... wherever he ended up falling asleep. It's your sleeping lump in a bed roomie, Soul.

But Zaveid comes shuffling in the evening of the feast, looking... exhausted. But he hears some grumbling and blinks over at the kid.

..... Then shuffles over to him and drops what looks like a handful of candied chestnuts in a napkin on the bedside table. ]

Snacks.