[ "it's not". how peculiar and at the same time just sits wrong, and jayce makes that clearly apparent with the lift and furrow of his brows, the sloght narrow of his eyes. he'd rather pursue that, bait on a hook, but—
it is thoroughly distracting him, though. he takes just a moment for him to take another swing of some water from within the last bottle he cracked open. he's . . . beyond medical attention, at this point. there's nothing else doctors could do about his leg, or his malnourishment at this point. this doesn't even look like the place to have them, so dressing them himself at some point after a shower will suffice. ]
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it is thoroughly distracting him, though. he takes just a moment for him to take another swing of some water from within the last bottle he cracked open. he's . . . beyond medical attention, at this point. there's nothing else doctors could do about his leg, or his malnourishment at this point. this doesn't even look like the place to have them, so dressing them himself at some point after a shower will suffice. ]
Not anymore, [ he murmurs. ] It's Jayce.
[ he seems to be expecting the same exchange. ]