heartofcorundum | PT - urianger + shinji

[If Shinji is looking for one of the injured of choice in the infirmary, he's just missed him. But a little searching will show that he is, instead, tucked away in the Witch's Lair of all places, bent over a table and notating in shaky form with a borrowed feather pen. The chairs are as uncomfortable as usual, but seem to have been decked out with pillows and blankets, likely by the second party that hovers nearby.

His arm has been bandaged, and Yugamu's familiar eyeball illustration of choice across the bandage of his eye should show who went and looked at that last. But he'll glance up at the sound of more company, a flicker of surprise when it's not who he was expecting.]

...Shinjiro?

[Urianger’s seated beside Thancred with a book and some tea. Not too far off from the first time Shinjiro encountered him here, actually. And though Shinjiro couldn’t see him at the time, he’s looking a lot more tired today— his usual prim features fraying at the edges under the stress today has caused.]

Shinjiro… [His gaze softens as he looks over.] ‘Tis well to see thee.

[ Part of him isn't surprised to hear it, when he drops by the infirmary. The other, despite himself, feel a familiar twinge of irritation that has him whirling on his heel as he heads off. Perhaps that irritation helps keep at bay the way his fingers clench now and then, an anxiety beneath the skin he's decided to bottle up.

Oh, Urianger can soften up if he likes. Because when a slightly damp Shinjiro steps into the Witch's Lair, it's to level them both with a sharp look from beneath his hat that measures as slightly furious. ]

If I had 50 yen, [ comes the click of the tongue, as he strides across the floor. ] for every white haired idiot I knew who didn't know how t'keep his ass in a hospital bed, I'd be a whole 100 yen richer.

[ Perhaps, a few weeks ago, he'd be respecting his elders. Now? He thunks the bag in his hand on the table (away from the work!!) in a typical gruff Shinjiro move. ]

[Aw. This is not a side of Shinji he's really seen yet, but it's a welcome one even with its sterner tone.]

Now, now, don't hold back just for my sake. [It's joking, though there's a flicker of an apology in his eyes.]

Yugamu and the rest have patched me up the best that they can. I have painkillers. And I will have my time to rest tonight whether I choose it or not. I was not about to twiddle my thumbs in that packed infirmary.

[Oh. Oh dear. Urianger's gaze drifts from Shinjiro to the bag, then back. He gets it, Shinji, he really does.]

I would have preferred he at least rested in our room, but... [He sighs.] This is the best that I could do to compromise.

[ It's been a while; he tends to save both the aggressive and passive irritation for Akihiko. When people around here aren't making the most outlandish suggestions, anyway.

Shinji merely lets them speak their pieces, all while standing there menacingly, although he does let his gaze turn to Urianger. ]

Hoh. Our room, huh?

[ Pack it up, skittles squad.

Either way, he'll let that pass before grabbing his own chair and pulling it to sit down himself, clearly still not very pleased. ]

Taking it easy isn't twiddling your thumbs. [ At least he's acquiescing...with an exasperated sigh. ] If you're going to skip out on the infirmary stay, then eat something. The books ain't going anywhere.

[smh shinji]

Aye, of course it's our room.

[He has no shame in it, at least. But his eyes settle on the bag as Shinji seats himself.

Ah. He thinks... he can see what happened here.]

Mn? Fancied yourself another afternoon in the kitchen, did you?

[Urianger looks confused as to what's even strange about what he said.]

Ah, I'd forgotten it was not my assigned room. [He's been staying in 407 much longer than 405 at this point.] But aye, 'tis our room.

[He's missing the actual point of Shinjiro pointing it out. It's fine.

Moving on...]

Thou didst prepare a meal for Thancred? [His smile returns. He hasn't forgotten the meals brought to him while he was recovering from his own injuries.] Thou art kind as ever, Shinjiro.

[He feels bad that Shinjiro is obviously pissed, though.]

[ Ok, Thancred he gets. Urianger...Shinjiro fixes him with a stare that borders on disbelief before he sighs again. ]

Forget it.

[ He does NOT return that smile, because he's himself, but the kindness comment notably makes his face twist funny in a way that suggests he may be somehow torn between offended and embarrassed. ]

The hell are you goin' on about? [ He's just gonna...pull these out. There is more than one thermos in there, and he goes ahead and pulls out 2 (two)! ] Kresnik's one of the other few who actually bothers to use it, and he's also out of commission. It'd just be a pain if they decided to putter around when they should be gettin' some rest. That's all it is.

[ He says, you know, like a Liar. ]

[Oh Urianger hit a bullseye and it is very amusing to watch. But Thancred only smirks a little, pushing back the chuckle.]

Mad if we're on our feet, mad if we're staying put, and yet still going out of your way and hunting us down. Is there truly no pleasing you?

[How cruel, to be gifted food! He will sit and be properly scolded just for Shinji.

Jokes aside, his eyes do soften.]

You're speaking of Ludger, yes? At the very least, I believe his injuries were milder. He might enjoy seeing you while he recovers with Julius.

[Urianger's just being honest... And that's what he continues to do. Please, Shinji, stop looking at him like that!!]

'Tis as I said. Thou art doing them a great kindness by ensuring they are well-nourished as they recover.

[But wait...two?]

Oh, Shinjiro... This is most unexpected. I thank thee.

[He...admittedly, could stand to properly feed himself too. He hasn't eaten all that much today. It wasn't very long after getting up for the day that Thancred vanished...]

[ You ANTAGONIZE miette??? He scowls. ]

I'll stop by for him later, provided he can actually taste anything today. Now shut up and drink your soup.

[ If they pop it open, it's tonjiru. And while it'd be hard to tell for most people, he'd swapped some things around for more western tastes. He's not even sure if half these people know how to use chopsticks, and Thancred has an...obvious problem.

He is going to look away to avoid any commentary on this, choosing to slouch a bit further in his chair instead. ]

I don't need any thanks. I'm just doing it because I feel like it. [ Urianger does get a side-eye, however. ] But if you know skipping meals ain't gonna do you any good, then don't do it again.

PT - urianger + shinji

WEEK FOUR - FRIDAY

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