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Ren is in the clinic.

[Akechi's words are blunt, monotone, and he tries desperately to not any ripples of worry or distress slip through his thoughts.

Still, those focusing closely may still feel it. A tingling feeling like ants skittering across one's brain.]

I will be doing what I can to care for him. Obviously, I'm not clinic staff, but I owe him as much.

[Something like irritation starts to flare, but it fizzles out fast.]

I told him not to overdo it. Now he's going to fall even further behind.

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I'm not especially picky with my meals. Surprise me, I suppose.

[There are certainly options, but he's too tired to get creative. The emotional labor this requires is...

Well, it's a lot for someone like him.]

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Very well!

[He'd just wanted to know if Akechi had any vetoes, mostly. Ingo is more than capable of coming up with a meal himself! Especially since, well, he's done far less of his own cooking here, given the communal meal halls. Between that and the markets, he pulls together a container of some sort of vegetable stir-fry and carefully carries it between his teeth down to the clinic. He's gotten a handle on carrying things gently, even if he still considers this rather gross...but, you know, he really doesn't have many other options left.]

[truthdecided]

[When Ingo arrives, Akechi is hard at work preening Ren. He's so focused on the task that he hasn't even noticed his company. If he had, he would have frozen up immediately.]

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Sweet...

[ Ingo's not usually a quiet person, but there's little way to make his presence known with a dish in his mouth! He carefully approaches to lay it on the nearest surface. ]

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[Akechi jumps when he hears Ingo, feathers briefly fluffed, but it only lasts a moment.]

Ah, Ingo-san. Thank you.

[Sweet, though. That's hardly a descriptor he'd use for himself...]

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Think nothing of it!

[ He doesn't remark on the rest either - really, he'd be surprised to know that Akechi could even understand him speaking around the bowl like that. ]

How is he faring?

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Still unconscious.

[He casts a glance back at Ren, frowning.]

He's calmer with me beside him, but that's been the case since the nightmares ceased.

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I am sure that helps! All the same, I am sure he would want you to step out enough to take care of yourself as well.

[ He's willing to bring food, and no doubt many others are as well, but there's more to it than that. ]