[He does as he's told, taking his shoes off at the door. He looks tense and uncomfortable- but at least it's not because of the bikini this time. The crystal and his deep-seated trauma attached to it is far overpowering his ye-olde sense of decorum.
He comes into the room, his brow furrowed in worry, moving to crouch beside her. ]
...Well, that looks awful.
[He's an alchemist, not a doctor, he doesn't need to have a good bedside manner. ]
Action;
He comes into the room, his brow furrowed in worry, moving to crouch beside her. ]
...Well, that looks awful.
[He's an alchemist, not a doctor, he doesn't need to have a good bedside manner. ]