[ He understands! And he trusts Dion not to use it against him. It's as simple as that, really. ]
Books tend to be your friend when you spend a large amount of your time indoors. I've a thirst for it.
[ Both during his childhood spent inside while suffering from frequent illnesses, and those three years he spent recovering from the five-year coma that he'd been knocked into by Ifrit at Phoenix Gate. But! He doesn't need to burden Dion with all of that, so he says nothing.
As he moves to the kitchenette, he does take note of some things. The poultices in the bathroom - three, he mentally notes, and a roll of bandages that will surely be used up by week's end, if not sooner. The fact that Dion is injured to the point of needing a new roll... He will bring one by, if Dion doesn't visit him at the clinic first.
The Wyvern Tail in the mug, which is being moved out of the way. Joshua's head tilts curiously at it as Dion gets it out of his way. Surely not the one he'd offered at the tent that day... But it is wilted.
He doesn't judge Dion's need to hang on to it, though. Wilted or no, it is... a reminder, he supposes. And it isn't as though they can easily find new ones, should he want one. He takes the kettle, filling it with water, unaware of Dion's stiffness behind his back. ]
How are you settling in? Is anything troubling you?
[ In terms of adjusting, of course. It's mostly like home, but just the virtue of it being different is enough to throw things off for some. ]
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Books tend to be your friend when you spend a large amount of your time indoors. I've a thirst for it.
[ Both during his childhood spent inside while suffering from frequent illnesses, and those three years he spent recovering from the five-year coma that he'd been knocked into by Ifrit at Phoenix Gate. But! He doesn't need to burden Dion with all of that, so he says nothing.
As he moves to the kitchenette, he does take note of some things. The poultices in the bathroom - three, he mentally notes, and a roll of bandages that will surely be used up by week's end, if not sooner. The fact that Dion is injured to the point of needing a new roll... He will bring one by, if Dion doesn't visit him at the clinic first.
The Wyvern Tail in the mug, which is being moved out of the way. Joshua's head tilts curiously at it as Dion gets it out of his way. Surely not the one he'd offered at the tent that day... But it is wilted.
He doesn't judge Dion's need to hang on to it, though. Wilted or no, it is... a reminder, he supposes. And it isn't as though they can easily find new ones, should he want one. He takes the kettle, filling it with water, unaware of Dion's stiffness behind his back. ]
How are you settling in? Is anything troubling you?
[ In terms of adjusting, of course. It's mostly like home, but just the virtue of it being different is enough to throw things off for some. ]