[Endo's remark is simple, unsurprising, and yet Accelerator feels himself hit with a wave of uncomfortable anxiety. Maybe he shouldn't have come back. This is the kind thing to do, the good thing, and he isn't a good person. He won't even pretend to be, so maybe this was all a big, stupid mistake? Except he's here now, so at the very least he needs to drop that goddamn phone off before running like a total coward. At least he has a can of coffee he can chug, that will make him feel a little better.
All of that runs through his head as he steps into the room and his gaze (irritated, as usual) turns from Endo over to the jug. Okay, water, he can do that.
He sets two bags down on the table next to the jug. One is clearly a paper bag from an Apple store, containing the new cell phone. The other is a plain plastic bag containing his can of coffee. With his hand freed up, he grabs the jug and pours Endo a cup of water.]
What did the doctors say?
[That's information he could at least use. His own analysis earlier hadn't been all that in-depth and he can't replace a real doctor and medical equipment, so he's curious as to how bad the injuries are. Being stuck at least one night in the hospital for monitoring wouldn't surprise him at all. Surgery might be a little more extreme, he isn't totally sure his wings did that much damage, but that wouldn't really surprise him either.
Setting the jug down, he grabs the cup to hand it over, not thinking anything of it. Obviously if Endo wasn't allowed any fluids he'd be following the orders of health professionals, obviously, so Accelerator doesn't question the request.]
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[Endo's remark is simple, unsurprising, and yet Accelerator feels himself hit with a wave of uncomfortable anxiety. Maybe he shouldn't have come back. This is the kind thing to do, the good thing, and he isn't a good person. He won't even pretend to be, so maybe this was all a big, stupid mistake? Except he's here now, so at the very least he needs to drop that goddamn phone off before running like a total coward. At least he has a can of coffee he can chug, that will make him feel a little better.
All of that runs through his head as he steps into the room and his gaze (irritated, as usual) turns from Endo over to the jug. Okay, water, he can do that.
He sets two bags down on the table next to the jug. One is clearly a paper bag from an Apple store, containing the new cell phone. The other is a plain plastic bag containing his can of coffee. With his hand freed up, he grabs the jug and pours Endo a cup of water.]
What did the doctors say?
[That's information he could at least use. His own analysis earlier hadn't been all that in-depth and he can't replace a real doctor and medical equipment, so he's curious as to how bad the injuries are. Being stuck at least one night in the hospital for monitoring wouldn't surprise him at all. Surgery might be a little more extreme, he isn't totally sure his wings did that much damage, but that wouldn't really surprise him either.
Setting the jug down, he grabs the cup to hand it over, not thinking anything of it. Obviously if Endo wasn't allowed any fluids he'd be following the orders of health professionals, obviously, so Accelerator doesn't question the request.]