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Location: Death City Clinic
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Time: February 5 onward
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There's a grim silence in the clinic, broken only by the complaints of some patient that is still there or the adjustments the medical staff makes on the numerous stretches, supplies, and furnishings prepared for today's mission.

A handful of guards are stationed outside, both to function as runners and to keep an eye on the mirror in case something less welcome than their agents coming home appears. Some of them are Australian, the promised agents from the Oceania branch from Deathscythe Mjolnir.

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"Good to know. Back in Florence, Tifa was grabbin' 'em right after we took 'em down, so I never really thought about somethin' like that." After Florence, all he'd encountered were single kishin eggs. The fact remained that he would ensure collection was quick should he come across an encounter with multiple in the future.

"Huh? ...Oh yeah, she does that. When she gets really relaxed, I get spit on a little bit," he said with a little chuckle.

"Was thinkin' about pickin' up another. If I head out on Missions or gotta work a while at Death By Pastry, I don't want her gettin' bored."

He looked up, was a little pink. "Maybe a little tuxedo cat..."

She nodded. It was very good that Tifa had done just that.

"Oh, I see. I can't say I've studied enough about cats to know they drool like this." Naoto peered down at Iza, watching as she just continued drooling. Again, she nodded, understanding. Iza did seem very bored when she came to pick her up.

"... Tuxedo cat?" Is he talking about an actual cat or a doll now?

Don't encourage him, Naoto. He would find a cat in a tuxedo completely adorable.

"Yeah! S'when they're not totally black... like they got white paws, patches on their face..." He idly scratched next to that nose stud, averting his gaze. He wasn't like Souji in terms of cats, but Kanji made a rather suitable understudy.

But then he realized he was talking about cats and fell silent.

He tried to keep his teeth from chattering when another shiver passed over him. As much as he hated the effects of the Black Blood, he probably should have listened to all the other prisoners holed up with him practically shouting at him to drink anyway.

Naoto attempted to think of the kind of cat he was describing and was able to visualize it. "... Oh. I've seen that sort of cat before."

His chattering doesn't miss her eye and she frowned. Hospital sheets tend to be thin, but they were supposed to supply patients with a second, thicker sheet if they needed it. The fact that Kanji had the chills...

Ah, it was still folded. She picked it up and unfolded it once. "Here. Wrap this around your shoulders. I'll go see if I can find you something warm to drink."

The sheet more than likely passed beyond his notice in his being a pain in the ass to clinic staff. After setting the sleeping kitten in his lap, he took the thicker sheet and draped it over his shoulders. Kanji looked a little grumpy with his predicament, but he nodded his gratitude nonetheless.

His hands moved to very gently scoop Iza back up and not wake her up in the process when, with Naoto's words, he looked up.

"H-hang on a sec, y-y'don't have to, Naoto-kun! I can call somebody!" You are tired, and the nurses are a little tired and snippy. He looked for his remote with that call button.

Naoto nodded back to him, watching as he settled in his spot with his little kitten. Dare say it was a... pleasant scene? Subtract the hospital and it would be quaint. She smiled faintly and shook her head.

Naoto blinked as he picked up the remote.

"... Do you want me to stay with you?" It would ease the stress on the nurses if she did the hunting, but she's curious. Was he more concerned with her physical state or did he want her to stay with him?

His thumb smoothed over the button, hesitated when she asked him that.

"You put a good number of holes in those damn kishin eggs before runnin' into me. Y'did enough today, so... s-so just sit tight a bit, got it?!"

His finger slid off the button.

"Since I got this thing stuck in me, I haven't been too thirsty anyway."

How... could he ask her to stay without sounding like a coward?

Was it odd she was a little disheartened at his reply. No, that was ridiculous; of course Kanji was only looking out for her health.

"I'm well enough and it shouldn't take too long."

Though, he did have a point with the IV.

"Perhaps I'll ask for a spare blanket instead then."

He just looked back at her, his face unreadable. She was tougher than most, and he believed she was well enough and could get up to take care of a few things. It was just that...

"Uh, i-if y'think I need one. Get somethin' for yourself, too!"

...screw it.

"Visiting hours might be wrappin' up soon. If... y'know, if you feel like stickin' around a little longer..." Spoken oh-so-casually.

"Hm? Oh... it's that time already?" The thought of getting a drink for him left as she looked up at the clock and... was confused. "Kanji-kun, there's an abundant amount of time before visiting hours end."

Now she didn't know what he had been trying to get at.

Shit, shit, shit... her remark had left him bright red, and for just a moment he tried to come up with things to say, but failed rather miserably. He looked up at the clock and felt ridiculous. Was it really only that early!?

After floundering for another while longer, he sighed out of his nose. Even without the clock's help, nothing about the view just outside the window told anyone that it was late by any means.

"Sorry," he finally grumbled. Then he looked up.

"...Places like this still make my damn skin crawl. 'Til you got here, 's just been nurses n' doctors pokin' at me. Y'know, when they don't call security to throw my ass back in here for tryin' to leave earlier."

"If you weren't trying to escape so often, it wouldn't be so terrible." Though, she let out her own sigh. "I will admit, the lack of activities does make a few days unbearable let alone, a few hours."

Kanji could probably recall Naoto's own anxiousness to leave after the Europe missions.

"Still, they are going to discharge you tomorrow morning. I double checked."

They were The Worst Patients.

"Yeah? ...Thanks. They weren't givin' me any answers after they told me I was staying."

He blinked, and swore under his breath then.

"...Megumi's still got my jacket, too. Shit, my stuff's all over the city at this point." But he was a little worried. If for any reason Megumi lost the box in the inner pocket...!

They really were...

"Yes. They're a bit preoccupied with the amount of patients we brought in from the mission."

Those serious cases do take several hours to handle what with requiring surgery.

"We'll be able to find your belongings once you're discharged."

Surgery. There was something he was glad he didn't need, or he'd be pleading with her to cause a distraction while he climbs out the damn window in these ridiculous gowns.

That train of thought had him recall that he was getting pretty uncomfortable in the things. Kanji drew in a breath and turned his head away.

"Y-yeah... sounds like a plan. Maybe they finished washin' my clothes, at least." His pants. He just wanted to wear pants.

They probably wouldn't be talking right now if that was truly the case.

Naoto looked back at him, confused, but then nodded. Right, he didn't have pants on. He was still covered up; there was no need to be embarrassed.

"Anyway, would you prefer coffee or tea?" She's still going to make that run to get hot drinks.

Th-there was plenty to be embarrassed about when he's sitting in the same room as Naoto Shirogane in such a condition! It was bad enough he was in a clinic bed...

"...Uh, coffee," he replied, trying his hardest to shoo away those thoughts. With all the blood rushing to his face, at least he didn't have to worry about being cold outwardly.

That was a plus, right?

"Very well..."

Though, she had to pause when she notice the color climbing to his face again. Perhaps she should get a thermometer too... Either way, she nodded and walked over to the door. "I'll be back in a moment."

"A'right."

Well, he couldn't go anywhere, so he'd be right here. While she was out, he would try not to rouse the sleeping kitten while he helped himself to giving the small fuzzball a hug.

Nobody was looking, right...?

No one was looking at all... except for maybe Naoto who's quietly peering in. It turned out the coffee dispenser wasn't that far from the room.

Silly, rowdy, fussy cat... he missed you, too. He turned his head to rub a cheek atop the kitten's dozing head when he noticed he was being watched.

Kanji stopped dead, then sat up immediately and turned his head away. The silver of his piercings seemed to gleam as they stood out against just how red his ears got.

Naoto watched Kanji turn away with some confusion. Perhaps he didn't enjoy being observed showing affection... then again, she wouldn't enjoy that either.

She entered slowly, setting the steaming drink on Kanji's bed table.

"I got tea instead. My apologies, but it was foolish I ask what to get since coffee can worsen your dehydration."

"I-it can?" Oh. Well, that explained why he always kinda wanted water a while after.

"Tea's fine, then. Thanks." He nodded, and with a low, quiet breath to steady himself he turned his eyes back.

Ugh, he must have looked dumb. He lived by himself, and was so used to spoiling the little cat with affection now and again. He formed a little nest with the blanket atop his lap, and slowly deposited Iza into the middle. Either the kitten was a heavy sleeper, or Kanji was just that good.

She nodded before pausing. At his word of gratitude, she nodded again, "You're welcome."

She didn't find it odd, but somewhat endearing. It was just Kanji showing his affectionate ownership of Iza... even if it was a somewhat bizarre way. "... She must be happy to have you back."

He reached for the cup and let the thing warm his hands a while.

"Y'can't tell with cats. Dunno if she's happy to see me or her giver of food." Kanji shook his head. He liked to believe the cat actually missed him, despite the well-known independence of felines.

"Me? ...I'm glad to be back. Think I've had my fill of sittin' in a cold, dark cave to last me a lifetime."

He lifted the cup then, and drank. Shivered a bit at the feeling of a warmed-up core without realizing.

"First the Black Blood, now this. Damn it... here I was tryin' to be less of a pain in the ass."

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