Spensir was mute as she worked, though he was glad for the ceasing of pain. A lot of places hurt, before that numbness. It was nice, and actually a shock with some of the places he didn't think had been hurting going numb. He didn't think he needed the pills anymore, but he didn't refuse them. Neither did he swallow them, but that was mainly because he wanted to hear the doctor(? he hoped she was a doctor, at least) tell him which ones to take. He trusted her judgement as to what the human body needed slightly more. Which might have been biased of him, but he could live with that.
As for his wounds...well, they weren't pretty. If Alice had ever seen shrapnel wounds, these would be similar in a lot of respects to them, and there were still hairline fractures along and across his ribcage. Basically the entire left flank of his torso was a mass of raw flesh and scabbing, actually fairly liable to get infected if it wasn't for the treatment. Similar, smaller scrapings, like someone had rubbed a bag of broken glass over the afflicted area, patterned other parts of his body, mostly centered on the shoulders and flanks, particularly around the upper torso, were present. A result of pieces of his armor having been broken, and the shards being forced into or across his flesh from the force of that explosion. The shards, of course, disintegrated into magic once no longer a part of the armor construct, but they were real enough to cause these after-effects. Not that it would likely have mattered, if the 'mild' burns able to be found around the afflicted areas where the skin wasn't a jumble of torn flesh and tissues were any indication.
Oh yes, and to top it all off(no pun intended), odds were that he had at least a mild concussion from the sheer force of it. Which meant that he was lucky that sleeping hadn't put him into a coma. Wondrous.
He did speak up now, although his voice was somewhat slurred from the position and the numbness. "She got what'sherface, didn' she? An' usually Mab fixes me up after a fight once he's had 'is rest. He ain't been speakin' to me lately though...I dunno why..."
Contrary to the way Spensir usually talked about the sword, there was genuine concern in his voice, by the end of his statements.
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Topic: Rise of the Magic Girls v3 IC: Poof. (Read 756248 times)