☆Artistik Tombstone☆

Warnings: None

Type: Fluff

Headcanons:

- She’ll put extra supplies in your first aid kit whenever you leave for missions. Even if she knows you’re strong enough to handle yourself perfectly fine, the mere thought of you getting hurt while she’s at headquarters or with Alice was unthinkable.

- She offers to come along on missions in case of emergency, especially if it’s a mission miles from headquarters. She’s not experienced in physical combat and knows she’d probably run for the hills squealing at the sight of a trash beast. Either way, she wants to be near you in case worse comes to worse.

- She’ll be a blushing mess whenever you walk into the infirmary. Not like the usual light blush she wears around due to shyness or embarrassment, I mean entire face lighting up a deep shade of red.

- You’re the only one that can distract her from her work with ease. Her worry is always directed on her patients, ensuring they’re comfortable and healing at a steady rate. That means making sure they rest, eat, take medication, and don’t break stitching. Stitch breaking is more common than you’d think since most cleaners are stubborn and pent-up when it comes to getting injured against a pile of trash. Yet when you step foot inside the infirmary, even without a spec of blood on you, she’s checking once, twice, then another just to be safe.

- August and Alice know A LOT about you, may seem surprising but she talks a lot more around them. You weren’t that close to August, and you’d only seen Alice a maximum of twice throughout your time as a cleaner. Yet arriving back from missions you’d always hear August teasing you in the common room. “The moon looks beautiful, doesn’t it?” “I love your eyes, Ei.” “You’re such a skilled healer, Ei. Oh Ei.” All said in an obnoxious voice followed by lip smacking before Eisha smacked his shoulder burning with embarrassment. 

- You’ll wake up in the infirmary with little flowers and ‘get well soon!’ notes on the bedside table occasionally. She was a busy gal and although she can’t be there for you all the time, you’re constantly on her mind.

- She’s made a habit of telling you about her schedule so you don’t have to worry about her. She’s frequently visiting Alice for more lessons on becoming a proper healer, as well as being out running errands, or searching for medical supplies. Not always lingering about the infirmary like you’d expect. 

- She gives you lessons on how to fix yourself up since she’s worried she won’t be there if you get hurt badly. Just the simple things; Cleaning wounds, stitching, fixing burns, what painkillers work best, what medicinals can heal an injury faster than most. One of the earlier lessons included her bandaging up a deep gash on your forearm, the silence filling the air almost intimate with her steady movements. She leaned closer while quietly talking about types of stitches you could do, eyes flickering between the needle and thread and your eyes. Just as she was about to ask you something, a guy looking half dead burst in. She let out the most high pitch yelp, and to this day you never let her live it down.

- She remembers EVERYTHING. You gave her a small plushy almost a year ago? She still has it. The bracelet charm you brought back from a three day long mission? She still has it. A wilted flower she tried and failed to keep alive that you said reminded you of her? She still has it. She keeps them all in a hidden place in her room in case August snoops through her things.

☆ WHO WANTS THEIR FORTUNE READ!