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Atreyu was ever expressive, growing distressed by the sheer amount and smorgasbord of Tatsuya's stash. The Healer did nothing to lenify his fears. Yes. I am going to shove all these down your throat if you don't get your ass in the lake. The juvenile better clean himself good, too. Atreyu could live with having water in his ears for a couple days...or a couple weeks. Fluid liked to linger where it was most unwanted.
INDENTAny attempts to go to sea would have been shot down had his child patient spoke up about it. While it was true that the salt in the sea was a dandy cleansing agent, Tatsuya did not want to travel all the way there. Nor did he want Atreyu to limp/trip/fall flat on his face any more than he already has. Damned fool. You think you're invincible? I can assure you, you are not. It this was a lesson Tatsuya must teach him then so be it. The wolf probably has not had any parental figures in his life, what with how he waltzed around covered in filth and half a neglected arm...or maybe his parents were just shitty. Tatsuya withstood the desire to address this, question burning on the tip of his tongue. To do so would tempt issues that may or may not have occurred in Atreyu's life. That topic was too personal, too soon.
INDENTFixing Atreyu with an impassive stare, Tatsuya let out an appeased rumble. Good boy. The teenager could curse Tatsuya all he wanted. It would not change a damn thing. Content to not bicker with Atreyu, he went back to work: sorting and considering. He was still unsure about what to use on his patient. What would work best for a gigantic, purulent trauma? Well, his options were nothing if not varied, but he sincerely did not have any of those scarce, treasured cure-all that he dearly wanted to cultivate, hoard and obsess over. Now that would be wealth worth guarding. Lamentably, Atreyu would have to settle for a meager operation and meager prescriptions.
INDENT“You're awfully quiet back there,” his voice boomed accusingly, attention focused on that which was before him. Atreyu was either washing off quietly or not at all. You're going to lose your other leg, kid. Don't test me. And wash behind your ears, ya damn scrub!