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There was a small giggle in light of the Paripus’ long winded sigh of acceptance. She couldn’t help it.
“Thank you.” Myra said with a soft smile, though another giggle nearly slipped past her defenses. “And I won’t send you to bed unless it’s absolutely necessary, I promise.” She placed a hand over her heart, as if it were some Healer’s honor. “If you’ve gotten proper care, then this shouldn’t be more than a couple minutes, I’m sure.”
Next was to answer the question of where to do this inspection. "Um..." And with that came a pause, as she mulled over the options. There weren’t too many places without eyes on the skyrunner, and getting the soldiers to leave a room would be more hassle than it’s worth. She’d have an easier time wrestling a Kokasados.
The Ishkia debated on moving to the medical room, but…There likely were other people in there, too. Ugh, they’re everywhere..
Lifting a hand up to rub the back of her neck, Myra let out a sigh of her own. “If you want the least amount of eyes…One of our quarters would be the safest bet.” She suggested with a slight awkwardness to her tone. So long as no one sees them, it should be fine..! No possible rumors, surely.
A long sigh escaped the paripus upon realizing this was a battle he wasn't going to win. Even if he did get past her now, she knew where his quarters were, and would likely be able to sway Basilio onto her side.
In hindsight, Fidelio should have figured word of his injury would reach her with the brothers' return to the Charidus. Though that also likely meant the rest of the ship's inhabitants also had gotten word. Great.
❝Fine . . . Ya can take a look, bu' I've already had plenty of care. An' don't ya go suggesting bedrest or I'm gonna lose me bloody mind.❞ A hand came to rest on his hip as his tail swayed behind him. ❝Where are we doin' this then? I'd rather i' be somewhere with less pryin' eyes.❞