[Everything sucks but Dehya can't neglect the wound on her arm so she is, regrettably, not holed up in her dorm and instead visiting the infirmary right now.
Also, that's probably not where patients are supposed to be.] ... What are you looking for?
'Tis old and brown! Quite beaten up. I hath been filling it up with my thoughts and the stories I hath heard so when I return home, I can share it with my companions.
[She's not a medic so there's not much she can do but dump fresh bandages on Dehya but]
Mmm...very well! But do not tarry overlong if it becomes burdensome. I hath checked all the top beds, but they are very much empty or occupied by grumpy Extras.
[Oh, good. Dehya holds it out for her.] Here you go. Be careful not to lose it. If something happens... everything you write in here is going to be very important to remember it.
Not just one. [If only it was just one.] We need to keep everything we know about each other, too. If someone else dies, it's up to us to remind them who they are.
T'was only gong to be chronicle of my adventures at first, so I could share with my companions back home. But, now it holds my most precious memories here.
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Hmm, hmm, hmmm...I am sure it was left here somewhere...
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Also, that's probably not where patients are supposed to be.] ... What are you looking for?
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[Looking down]
Oh, Professor Dehya! Shall I assist in bandaging your arm and fixing it anew?
[Jumping all the way down. Whee]
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My arm's not an emergency. What's your diary look like? I'll help you find it.
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[This is not a helpful description]
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It's fine, I've been taking care of it. [She waves her good hand as she lifts her arm.] A few minutes to look around isn't a big deal.
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Mmm...very well! But do not tarry overlong if it becomes burdensome. I hath checked all the top beds, but they are very much empty or occupied by grumpy Extras.
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[Or is it just acting out the action because an infirmary exists? She hasn't picked a fight with any of them.]
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Perchance. What other reason would the infirmary exist then?
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[Even when they're not trying to kill each other.]
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[Considering how WARM the infirmary is, lots of bodies must be perishing in hell]
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Dehya goes to look around the opposite side Don Quixote was. Maybe it fell under a bed or something.]
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It would perturb me, should we learn the real number.
[diary!! Please!! Return!! Dehya might notice something book shaped sticking out of a corner though]
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Oh. Dehya crouches down slowly to pick up the book thing and holds it up in the air.] Is this it?
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Ah, Dehya! 'Tis indeed it! Thy eyes are quite sharp!
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Indeed. Losing one important memory has been troubling enough.
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'Tis why I hath kept a diary of all my adventures. To bring them back home, so no one here can be forgotten.
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[She only brought her Lance]
T'was only gong to be chronicle of my adventures at first, so I could share with my companions back home. But, now it holds my most precious memories here.
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Then I'm glad I helped you find it.
[With that, Dehya sits down on a nearby stool and sets the bandage roll aside so she can undo the ones on her arm.]
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Wouldst thou like some assistance?
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She looks up.] Can you bring me the cotton swabs and disinfectant?
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