Addressed to: anyone Location: the scala tombs

she was disappointed to come face to face with the increased popularity of one of her usually vacant haunts. it was perhaps predictable, given the relevance of death, but rosalina would be lying if she said she wasn't at least a little surprised to see people dotted about the tombs. they had already driven off much of the wildlife, she was displeased to note as she followed her standard route around the tombs.

nirav was ready for a fight if needed. of course, he'd probably get his ass handed to him, but he had a little bit of optimistic hope that he'd prevail. his face remained stern, reflexes ready at the drop of a hat. though, as he was steered out of immediate danger, his shoulders relaxed. a brow raised, a smirk appearing on his face. nirav rather liked feeling like a hero. "you're welcome. you're the one who is supposed to patch me up, not the other way around."

he was grateful to have been able to diffuse the situation. or maybe more accurately, simply escape it before he could even do so. either way, the pair of them were out of harm's way without incident for once. "i do not particularly like your odds against him either," uttered softly, half-joking and half a genuine warning should the mood suddenly strike nirav. "exactly. though i should clarify i would much prefer if neither of us had to patch the other up. speaking of, though, show me that hand of yours, will you? does it feel any better?"

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by the third meeting, matteo had come to expect any appointment involving milo would be derailed one way or another. he never minded, really, buoyed happily along by the simple knowledge that milo had chosen him to trust with his health. and if the reports were to be believed, only him, which was perhaps the highest honour someone with milo's history could bestow upon their physician. he stood to join him, careful not to crowd his space but leaning in slightly to watch what he was doing. he pulled a face, wincing slightly at the pitiful state of his poor plant. his strengths certainly lay with treating human conditions and not keeping flora alive. "oh," said softly as he turned to seek out a better place to keep the plant. "but it can be remedied? and where would you suggest i keep it?" he frowned. "i fear it is a bad sign if i am doing this badly with something that is supposedly very easy to maintain."

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