On my way!

After coughing their way through a majority of their downtime, Phosphate manages to finish patching up the odd here-and-there injuries that had stuck around. Who can say why they're still wounded, or why what just happened even occurred. ... Well, maybe they can find some answers. Ducking out of the cabin, they wander in the general direction they noted her going in. Shouldn't take long to find him, they're not exactly allowed to wander far. It's the crunch of leaves and sticks underfoot, every fin of hers aglow in the unlit woods. Looking for someone in such bright clothing wasn't hard after all! Coming into view of them, she is a looming figure, with a cold sort of fury written on her face. "Elliot, right?"

In response to her smile their glare deepens, their scowl leaving an impression of more sharp teeth behind it. Crossing their arms, continuing to stand over her... "It sure is. All put back together, aren't you."

Her eyes flick to the side a little, worried for a moment, but that customer service smile is cemented on her face.

Staring up at the canopy, their expression is unchanged. "You are wonderfully practiced at half-answering questions." Take out the cheery demeanor and retail-ready smile, and it'd almost be familiar. Their nose twitches in disgust at the thought. "Just enough for people to stop asking, isn't it?"

Elliot stops, fully looking at Phos in... Surprise? Not quite, but there's not a better word. She answers, chipper as always.

Oh, her customer service smile is gone, replaced by a look of genuine surprise.

She lets out a weak little laugh and shrugs.

At her laugh, they huff in annoyance. Probably just at the world, but who could be surprised if they're annoyed with her. "Don't... Don't do that either." Shifting from one uncomfortable position to the next, they make direct eye contact. "Stop acting like you have to help me with everything- That it's your job to reassure me through this. I don't know if you noticed, but we're not getting paid for this."

"It's more..." She sighs, looking for the words she wants. "... Force of habit? Than anything else now, honestly."

After coughing their way through a majority of their downtime, Phosphate manages to finish patching up the odd here-and-there injuries that had stuck around. Who can say why they're still wounded, or why what just happened even occurred. ... Well, maybe they can find some answers. Ducking out of the cabin, they wander in the general direction they noted her going in. Shouldn't take long to find him, they're not exactly allowed to wander far. It's the crunch of leaves and sticks underfoot, every fin of hers aglow in the unlit woods. Looking for someone in such bright clothing wasn't hard after all! Coming into view of them, she is a looming figure, with a cold sort of fury written on her face. "Elliot, right?"

In response to her smile their glare deepens, their scowl leaving an impression of more sharp teeth behind it. Crossing their arms, continuing to stand over her... "It sure is. All put back together, aren't you."

Her eyes flick to the side a little, worried for a moment, but that customer service smile is cemented on her face.

Staring up at the canopy, their expression is unchanged. "You are wonderfully practiced at half-answering questions." Take out the cheery demeanor and retail-ready smile, and it'd almost be familiar. Their nose twitches in disgust at the thought. "Just enough for people to stop asking, isn't it?"

Elliot stops, fully looking at Phos in... Surprise? Not quite, but there's not a better word. She answers, chipper as always.

Oh, her customer service smile is gone, replaced by a look of genuine surprise.

She lets out a weak little laugh and shrugs.

After coughing their way through a majority of their downtime, Phosphate manages to finish patching up the odd here-and-there injuries that had stuck around. Who can say why they're still wounded, or why what just happened even occurred. ... Well, maybe they can find some answers. Ducking out of the cabin, they wander in the general direction they noted her going in. Shouldn't take long to find him, they're not exactly allowed to wander far. It's the crunch of leaves and sticks underfoot, every fin of hers aglow in the unlit woods. Looking for someone in such bright clothing wasn't hard after all! Coming into view of them, she is a looming figure, with a cold sort of fury written on her face. "Elliot, right?"

In response to her smile their glare deepens, their scowl leaving an impression of more sharp teeth behind it. Crossing their arms, continuing to stand over her... "It sure is. All put back together, aren't you."

Her eyes flick to the side a little, worried for a moment, but that customer service smile is cemented on her face.

Staring up at the canopy, their expression is unchanged. "You are wonderfully practiced at half-answering questions." Take out the cheery demeanor and retail-ready smile, and it'd almost be familiar. Their nose twitches in disgust at the thought. "Just enough for people to stop asking, isn't it?"

Elliot stops, fully looking at Phos in... Surprise? Not quite, but there's not a better word. She answers, chipper as always.

Oh, her customer service smile is gone, replaced by a look of genuine surprise.

After coughing their way through a majority of their downtime, Phosphate manages to finish patching up the odd here-and-there injuries that had stuck around. Who can say why they're still wounded, or why what just happened even occurred. ... Well, maybe they can find some answers. Ducking out of the cabin, they wander in the general direction they noted her going in. Shouldn't take long to find him, they're not exactly allowed to wander far. It's the crunch of leaves and sticks underfoot, every fin of hers aglow in the unlit woods. Looking for someone in such bright clothing wasn't hard after all! Coming into view of them, she is a looming figure, with a cold sort of fury written on her face. "Elliot, right?"

In response to her smile their glare deepens, their scowl leaving an impression of more sharp teeth behind it. Crossing their arms, continuing to stand over her... "It sure is. All put back together, aren't you."

Her eyes flick to the side a little, worried for a moment, but that customer service smile is cemented on her face.

Staring up at the canopy, their expression is unchanged. "You are wonderfully practiced at half-answering questions." Take out the cheery demeanor and retail-ready smile, and it'd almost be familiar. Their nose twitches in disgust at the thought. "Just enough for people to stop asking, isn't it?"

Elliot stops, fully looking at Phos in... Surprise? Not quite, but there's not a better word. She answers, chipper as always.

After coughing their way through a majority of their downtime, Phosphate manages to finish patching up the odd here-and-there injuries that had stuck around. Who can say why they're still wounded, or why what just happened even occurred. ... Well, maybe they can find some answers. Ducking out of the cabin, they wander in the general direction they noted her going in. Shouldn't take long to find him, they're not exactly allowed to wander far. It's the crunch of leaves and sticks underfoot, every fin of hers aglow in the unlit woods. Looking for someone in such bright clothing wasn't hard after all! Coming into view of them, she is a looming figure, with a cold sort of fury written on her face. "Elliot, right?"

In response to her smile their glare deepens, their scowl leaving an impression of more sharp teeth behind it. Crossing their arms, continuing to stand over her... "It sure is. All put back together, aren't you."

Her eyes flick to the side a little, worried for a moment, but that customer service smile is cemented on her face.