Riku wasn't bothered by the lack of immediate reply. For all he knew she was still recovering. To be honest, he was simply glad she was okay. He couldn't help but feel very happy when the replies finally came, and he got to work immediately after finding them.
In better light of the last week's events, Riku drew Namine in the hall with just a line drawing of Harvey. The wall was visible through him, indicating she couldn't see him as a ghost or that he was out of sight. It was a guess as to what was happening, but Riku could offer up no other explanation.
He frowned slightly at the second response, then smiled and shook his head. Why was everyone so worried? It really wasn't a fun injury, that much was true. But a burn in comparison to a stab wound or a broken bone? He could still fight, exercise and go about his daily routines with little problem. ...Sleeping was a little harder, though. Xion's help was much appreciated. As such, he drew himself frowning with Xion holding a first-aid kit. From her was a little word bubble that depicted a flame and then a red first-aid cross. Behind them was a calendar with today's date circled. All this was on one side of the page. The other side showed a calendar with a later date circled. Xion looked happy, and he was unburned and smirking. It would all be fine.
As per the new usual, he delivered them very late that evening. Before heading back he headed to the theatrical deck to pick up supplies again, namely the tub, paints and mesh... When he got back to his room he went to go check a few bad books he'd taken from the media deck. Not because he was reading them. Oooooh no. He cracked one open and pulled out a folded-over sheet of paper. Gently he opened it and smiled. The pedals he was pressing were ready.
No probs, I've been busy myself
In better light of the last week's events, Riku drew Namine in the hall with just a line drawing of Harvey. The wall was visible through him, indicating she couldn't see him as a ghost or that he was out of sight. It was a guess as to what was happening, but Riku could offer up no other explanation.
He frowned slightly at the second response, then smiled and shook his head. Why was everyone so worried? It really wasn't a fun injury, that much was true. But a burn in comparison to a stab wound or a broken bone? He could still fight, exercise and go about his daily routines with little problem. ...Sleeping was a little harder, though. Xion's help was much appreciated. As such, he drew himself frowning with Xion holding a first-aid kit. From her was a little word bubble that depicted a flame and then a red first-aid cross. Behind them was a calendar with today's date circled. All this was on one side of the page. The other side showed a calendar with a later date circled. Xion looked happy, and he was unburned and smirking. It would all be fine.
As per the new usual, he delivered them very late that evening. Before heading back he headed to the theatrical deck to pick up supplies again, namely the tub, paints and mesh... When he got back to his room he went to go check a few bad books he'd taken from the media deck. Not because he was reading them. Oooooh no. He cracked one open and pulled out a folded-over sheet of paper. Gently he opened it and smiled. The pedals he was pressing were ready.