[If only it was crispy from fire and not cracked like a broken statue...
And honestly he'd probably allow this with minimal grumbling, but--]
You can't. [He holds up his hand to demonstrate; part of his wrist crumbles and breaks off, revealing hardened blood underneath. Gross.] It's--[A pause, and then he changes what he was about to say.]--an effect, or something. I guess.
[Not something a first aid kit can take care of, he thinks.]
[Caelus SAYS it's different but Kanda got fucked over on murder night by the swamp and Kanda is a paranoid and resentful little creature.]
It'll fix itself in a minute anyway. My seal's working again, it's just slow.
[It. Is not. But he has no way of knowing that because this is not the first time his body has done this and repaired itself so it all seems within expectations.]
[Maybe another time he'd be willing to argue about this, or even to be talked into reason. Some part of him knows that Caelus is right. But so fresh from the break-in, from what Kate did and what he'd failed to do, from having the barest hint of hope dangled in front of him, only to be yanked away--he's not in the mood.]
If it wasn't fine, I'd be dead already. [Bluntly. Not angrily, but with a hint of warning in his tone.] It's just how my body is. Leave it.
[He won't leave unless Caelus pushes too hard, but his patience is even thinner than it normally is, right now. A warning is the best he can do.]
[ an expression that borders on caelus--caelus--experiencing contempt.
although it's not so much directed at kanda than at facing another situation where he's helpless to do anything. at best/worst, he could force kanda into the spring, assuming the man has been sufficiently weakened, but they'd never talk again after that. the minuscule progress caelus has clawed for would disappear. ]
...
[ he exhales. okay. not worth it. don't give in to temper. ]
Does it hurt? I have a numbing agent in the kit. Can you carry Mugen? If it's too heavy right now, I could use your coat and bring it to your room.
[ no direct touchies. he saw kanda gritting his teeth through his murder's trial every time it wasn't lavi. ]
[He doesn't react to that expression--he just waits to see what Caelus will do or say, not unlike a cat slowly flicking its tail back and forth. Not angry enough to claw or bite, but absolutely capable of doing either.
This is acceptable, though; the fussing is annoying, but it could be worse. Even so, he raises an eyebrow. Caelus is the one who told him not to go anywhere unarmed, so:]
You want me to leave here?
[He would've thought Caelus would appreciate that he's camped out by the spring for once instead of just fucking off to the woods or the blood tree or whatever]
[Listen. It doesn't come out that often but even he has his pride
But by this point he's pretty sure his body isn't going to get any worse than this, and his room has a door with a lock, so. He watches, unflinching, as his wrist pieces itself back together, then ties his hair up with a sigh.]
Fine. Let's go.
[He'll carry Mugen and his coat himself, but Caelus can walk with him. Fortunately, he doesn't seem to be in pain from this effect (though, granted, it's kind of hard to tell with Kanda)--he moves a little more carefully, but otherwise, very normal.]
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And honestly he'd probably allow this with minimal grumbling, but--]
You can't. [He holds up his hand to demonstrate; part of his wrist crumbles and breaks off, revealing hardened blood underneath. Gross.] It's--[A pause, and then he changes what he was about to say.]--an effect, or something. I guess.
[Not something a first aid kit can take care of, he thinks.]
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...
[ just. drops the first-aid kit. forget it. he's not a healer. yaoshi has not yet graced him with THEIR gaze. ]
Remind me why you're avoiding the spring. It's different than the swamp.
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[Caelus SAYS it's different but Kanda got fucked over on murder night by the swamp and Kanda is a paranoid and resentful little creature.]
It'll fix itself in a minute anyway. My seal's working again, it's just slow.
[It. Is not. But he has no way of knowing that because this is not the first time his body has done this and repaired itself so it all seems within expectations.]
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Why would just your powers be working?
[ you're dumb, kanda, but please. please don't be dumber than caelus. ]
You look like you're about to turn into human rubble.
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If it wasn't fine, I'd be dead already. [Bluntly. Not angrily, but with a hint of warning in his tone.] It's just how my body is. Leave it.
[He won't leave unless Caelus pushes too hard, but his patience is even thinner than it normally is, right now. A warning is the best he can do.]
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although it's not so much directed at kanda than at facing another situation where he's helpless to do anything. at best/worst, he could force kanda into the spring, assuming the man has been sufficiently weakened, but they'd never talk again after that. the minuscule progress caelus has clawed for would disappear. ]
...
[ he exhales. okay. not worth it. don't give in to temper. ]
Does it hurt? I have a numbing agent in the kit. Can you carry Mugen? If it's too heavy right now, I could use your coat and bring it to your room.
[ no direct touchies. he saw kanda gritting his teeth through his murder's trial every time it wasn't lavi. ]
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This is acceptable, though; the fussing is annoying, but it could be worse. Even so, he raises an eyebrow. Caelus is the one who told him not to go anywhere unarmed, so:]
You want me to leave here?
[He would've thought Caelus would appreciate that he's camped out by the spring for once instead of just fucking off to the woods or the blood tree or whatever]
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[ the apartment complex might be haunted, but it's less open to pyramid heads and big daddies and whatever else sometimes roams the graveyard ]
It's not a different standard, either. It's what I did when I couldn't see.
[ unlike CRUMBLING OUTSIDE ]
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[Listen. It doesn't come out that often but even he has his pride
But by this point he's pretty sure his body isn't going to get any worse than this, and his room has a door with a lock, so. He watches, unflinching, as his wrist pieces itself back together, then ties his hair up with a sigh.]
Fine. Let's go.
[He'll carry Mugen and his coat himself, but Caelus can walk with him. Fortunately, he doesn't seem to be in pain from this effect (though, granted, it's kind of hard to tell with Kanda)--he moves a little more carefully, but otherwise, very normal.]