[The room definitely needs Jin Ling to check on it!!
Anya, meanwhile, is fine.
She looks a little surprised when she's addressed, jolting and wincing again when her fingers seem to brush against her crayon at her fingertips. Though she will process his question and then answer simply:]
Звезды... I am making a map of the stars.
[and she'll turn her notepad so that he can see it - trusting that now he actually can - and he'll see that there is indeed a rather detailed map of stars and light, dotted lines to indicate possible constellations]
[He makes a face at the notepad as he approaches. Wrow! He can finally see again!
Anyhow, the stars? Sheesh. He glances up by her to what she's doodling, lips thinning. Okay, the stars. Is she just being a girl about them, or is she drawing them to try to measure time? Direction?]
Though at the mention of her feeling, Anya is pausing before nodding slowly. It. It hasn't been like, great? It's been pretty rough, actually, considering that she's gotten hit a few times over the course of the week and didn't even notice.
No obvious injuries though - considering she's wearing long evening gloves. :^) ]
Да... Yes...
[she seems to take a moment - realizing that he's not just passing by, but talking to her of his own will - and offers up a soft smile]
[yeah, you know, doing girl things like drawing pictures of stars and stuff]
Yeah...
[HM. Don't like that. He acts like a dingus, but he's actually relatively smart! Sometimes. When he's using the Junior Trio's shared braincell.] Show me your hands. [She's just going to hold out her gloved hands, isn't she? (unamused)]
[and then she'll extend her pointer finger on her right hand to gesture to the fingertips on her left hand. her fingertips on both hands are burned apparently, hence why it'd be a little painful to ask her to pinch her gloves back off]
But Anya knows how to treat small... травмы? Pains.
You're going to make it worse wearing those! You really need to go see that woman so she can wrap it in something better. [His frown is deeper.] And drawing isn't going to help either! Stupid.
You're going to have to soak it a little every day in cold water.
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Anya, meanwhile, is fine.
She looks a little surprised when she's addressed, jolting and wincing again when her fingers seem to brush against her crayon at her fingertips. Though she will process his question and then answer simply:]
Звезды... I am making a map of the stars.
[and she'll turn her notepad so that he can see it - trusting that now he actually can - and he'll see that there is indeed a rather detailed map of stars and light, dotted lines to indicate possible constellations]
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Anyhow, the stars? Sheesh. He glances up by her to what she's doodling, lips thinning. Okay, the stars. Is she just being a girl about them, or is she drawing them to try to measure time? Direction?]
Did your feeling come back?
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Though at the mention of her feeling, Anya is pausing before nodding slowly. It. It hasn't been like, great? It's been pretty rough, actually, considering that she's gotten hit a few times over the course of the week and didn't even notice.
No obvious injuries though - considering she's wearing long evening gloves. :^) ]
Да... Yes...
[she seems to take a moment - realizing that he's not just passing by, but talking to her of his own will - and offers up a soft smile]
You can see again, yes? Освобожден. I am happy.
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Yeah...
[HM. Don't like that. He acts like a dingus, but he's actually relatively smart! Sometimes. When he's using the Junior Trio's shared braincell.] Show me your hands. [She's just going to hold out her gloved hands, isn't she? (unamused)]
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yea
she holds out her gloved hands, tilting her head in slight confusion]
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He makes a face.]
Take off the gloves. Did you burn them?
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.... Маленький. Only small part.
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Show me! Take the gloves off! If you don't treat it, they'll fall off!
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Already did - it hurts to touch.
[and then she'll extend her pointer finger on her right hand to gesture to the fingertips on her left hand. her fingertips on both hands are burned apparently, hence why it'd be a little painful to ask her to pinch her gloves back off]
But Anya knows how to treat small... травмы? Pains.
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You're going to have to soak it a little every day in cold water.
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Gently, but a bit more firmly.]
... Anya is not stupid. Burns, hurts... Общие. They happen to idols too.
[admittedly not because they lose their senses, BUT.]
But... thank you for worry. [and she'll reach out for his hand - palm up. please don't touch her fingies] And sorry to worry, too.