Angus McDonald! World's Greatest Detective!

“For everyone to be happy and have a good safe day!”

“Wait, shit, really??”

“Yeah! in 14 days it’ll be a year since my last one!”

Loves them platonically. 

@magicboyangus from X

For some unfathomable reason, Lee doesn’t seem all that relieved when those minor cuts and wounds close up. “Wroooo…” The hound scoots in nice and close, sniffing at poor Angus, particularly at that bloodied arm. 

Healing chants or not, Lee’s at least giving this little child a proper cleaning. No pup should have to deal with infected wounds! The hell hound’s tongue acts as a heated wash cloth as it licks at the worst of Angus’s wounds. This pup’s coming out of this alright if Lee has anything to say about it.

He hisses as Lee starts licking his wounds. Still, after the initial weird feeling, it felt... nice?

she wiped blood off her face as angus healed her. it was almost like a weight being lifted off her chest— and although the pain had subsided partially, her hp was still staggeringly low. “ what did i do to deserve you, kid… ” her voice was more of a groan than anything now.

“Everything, Ma’am.” He smiled gently. “I’ve- uhm- I don’t have many more bard spell slots I can use. Like... one. But I’ll burn it on you Miss Lup! Can’t uh- Well, Can’t let you die. You’re too important!” He continued to chant, as he burnt up the last of his bard spell slots to try and return Lup to at least a little better health.

“Oh gods! Oh no! Miss Lup!” Angus Rushed to her side as soon as he noticed her. He ran to her side, and got on his knees. “I can help! I just- wow It’s a good thing I saved my spell slots!”

Angus pulled himself up to rest on the wall. “Oh... Hello you. You’re the... the one from Miss Lup’s room...” He groaned and pulled his bleeding arm into his lap. “Don’t worry. I’ll be fine... I just have to...”

He gently touches his B.o.B. bracer.