Lucky for Foster, she hasn't actually been at the medical tent, seeing as there's not much that a doctor can do for soul damage. Not much for anyone to do, really; the only course of action Peridot was given to follow was to just get lots of rest, and to try and take things easy until her soul healed itself in time.
So, she's been holed up in her trailer. Sleeping, actually, much to her chagrin. She's never been much of a fan of the habit but the soul damage is foreign and pervasive enough to convince her to give it a shot. Most of the time she keeps to her bunk, but in the course of at least one of his visits, Foster will get lucky and catch her loafing around outside on top of the trailer, laying out in the warm sun.
She's either asleep or close to it, face tucked under one arm, but it shouldn't be hard to get her attention if Foster dares to try it.
C, AT LAST
So, she's been holed up in her trailer. Sleeping, actually, much to her chagrin. She's never been much of a fan of the habit but the soul damage is foreign and pervasive enough to convince her to give it a shot. Most of the time she keeps to her bunk, but in the course of at least one of his visits, Foster will get lucky and catch her loafing around outside on top of the trailer, laying out in the warm sun.
She's either asleep or close to it, face tucked under one arm, but it shouldn't be hard to get her attention if Foster dares to try it.