[It takes her a bit of time to return; for all that she dashes to the buffet until she's gasping, she can't do the same on the way back--not when it would spill the blood she collected from the coffee machine. So she has to settle for something between jogging and speedwalking.
Return she does, though, quickly shoving the cabin door open and striding in with a breathless-]
How is he?
[She sets the tray she's carrying on the nightstand, because no, she didn't bring just one cup. She brought several. And a little pile of plastic drink straws. She opens the lid of one, drops a straw in, and crouches near Natsuno's head--ignoring the glow coming from the wastebasket--as she brings the warm cup near his mouth.]
Here, drink up...as much as you need. I brought plenty.
[Holding the blood with one hand, her other hand reaches out to smooth hair out of his face.]
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Return she does, though, quickly shoving the cabin door open and striding in with a breathless-]
How is he?
[She sets the tray she's carrying on the nightstand, because no, she didn't bring just one cup. She brought several. And a little pile of plastic drink straws. She opens the lid of one, drops a straw in, and crouches near Natsuno's head--ignoring the glow coming from the wastebasket--as she brings the warm cup near his mouth.]
Here, drink up...as much as you need. I brought plenty.
[Holding the blood with one hand, her other hand reaches out to smooth hair out of his face.]