Richie's face is presumably bandaged, glasses returned to him. His foot must also be in a cast and we assume his ass is bandaged, hope del and maomao had fun with that one.
There's a distinct reluctance to look Mizu in the eyes at the moment. And for a moment the dreamscape bleeds through — smoke on the air. Fire flickers somewhere out of sight, the sound prickling at their ears.
Richie flinches and shakes his head.]
It wasn't too different from last time. New life, new me. All of a night, though, no centuries beyond our years.
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Richie's face is presumably bandaged, glasses returned to him. His foot must also be in a cast and we assume his ass is bandaged, hope del and maomao had fun with that one.
There's a distinct reluctance to look Mizu in the eyes at the moment. And for a moment the dreamscape bleeds through — smoke on the air. Fire flickers somewhere out of sight, the sound prickling at their ears.
Richie flinches and shakes his head.]
It wasn't too different from last time. New life, new me. All of a night, though, no centuries beyond our years.