Everyone's staring!

He had been wounded pretty badly during the fight and would love to ask for help, but Libra looked exhausted from healing everyone and from doing his part of the battle. He didn’t want to make him even more tired than he already was. He could hold on until they reached camp- or at least, he hoped so.

As they entered the camp, he was immediately pulled into a tense hug by his beloved mother, though she didn’t seem to notice she accidentally pressed against one of his wounds. He tried to hide his wince as he hugged her back to avoid suspicion, but the wound was definitely taking its toll on him.

When he saw Olivia’s worried look at the blood on his clothes, he hurried to say something.

“D-Don’t worry, most of it isn’t mine, I swear. Though I have to admit that battle did do a great deal of damage on me…”

            ♥ HIS WORDS weren’t soothing her at all, if anything - they were making her worry grow into a blind panic over her son’s health. Olivia’s shoulders started to shake as she took another step back, she tried so hard to not cry. Why didn’t he get it mended right the instant? ‘A great deal of damage on me’ - she repeated in her head as the dancer drew a loud breath, holding back tears as she spoke up again. 

       » “I-Inigo. Why didn’t you have someone look over it? Your clothes are soaked. Not your blood mostly? Don’t lie to me! You’re pale, you look more dead than alive!” She sounded a lot angrier than she anticipated but that wasn’t something to shed thoughts about. Her son was to shed thoughts about.        » “We.. We need to get you a cleric as soon as possible. I can’t believe you just ignored it for how long naga knows. You- you’re going to bleed out like this. I ... I am going to lose you. Oh gods no, they can’t take you away from me. You have your whole life to live, you’ve got so much to do. Oh gods spare this boy...”