Dossier Thirty-Three

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[Henrietta is curled up in a hospital bed, poking rather morosely at the bandage wound around her forearm.

And the stub where her hand used to be.] I won't be able to practice.

[She closes her eyes and buries her face against the pillow. When she pulls back from it she's smiling a little.] But signore Jose... He was happy. He really was.

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[galeforcehero.livejournal.com]

......................

[Okay she's straight up gonna just take Henrietta home with her now. Her grip on the edge of Henrietta's hospital bed is approaching white-knuckles in tenseness.]

[And she's uh, not happy.]

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[D:] Sigorina? Are you okay?

[galeforcehero.livejournal.com]

Who's in charge of taking care of you?

[the "BECAUSE THEY REALLY SHOULDN'T BE B|" is implied, here.]

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

You mean the doctors or my fratello? [WHYFOR IS EVERYONE ALWAYS MAD AT JOSE? >:]