So let's be happy
IC: Mewtwo nodded, crossing his arms in front of him and laying his head against the altar again. After Miraak left, he closed his eyes. That felt so much better...he didn’t notice that his head was starting to hurt before he closed his eyes. Maybe he should just stay like this for a while? Rest his eyes, give his mind a rest...
It didn’t take long for the veil of sleep to pull itself over him, his head rolling forward and slumping against the altar a little more. His tail stopped lashing, wrapping itself around his legs carefully.
Unfortunately, his sleep was interrupt the sound of the crypt door opening and closing.
Mewtwo jolted awake, trying to quickly sit up at attention. He...he fell asleep, hadn’t he? He couldn’t remember doing so, but it was likely the case.
He tried to pretend that he hadn’t been sleeping, that he wasn’t tired at all, by sitting up straight as quickly as he could.
He tried to greet Miraak, but found himself unable to concentrate enough to use telepathy, his brain was too foggy from being freshly woken up and still tired.
Instead, all that came out of him was a soft, low chirp as a form of acknowledgement to Miraak’s returned presence.
That...might have been worse than not responding at all...
Paracelsus gave her a sympathetic look, god she felt for this kid, she herself wasn’t exactly steady or calm.
“Well...” She said, trying to sound at least a little hopeful, “It’s something. Beats starving.”
It was true, and the Plague Doctor had eaten half a ration several times while camping, just to stave off hunger and keep them all from needing to starve. She watched Clementine move about the kitchen, and limped behind her after she left.
“Smart move kid...” Paracelsus noted, slowly lowering herself down near the now burning fire, her injured leg sticking out awkwardly. It just hurt too much to properly tuck it under herself.
“I assume you want to cook this...?” She inquired, “I know a little bit on how to cook...”
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And a tiny bit sad