Gongenzaka of course, isn't in the Medical tent. He takes up far too much space, it's difficult to get any kind of cot made up for him....no, instead with a few quick hands, his friends and a few others managed to deal with the Big Tent enough that he could be laid to rest in there. Apparently he'd be living there anyway, after all.
It's easy, of course, to slip into a tent. Easier still to actually see where the right spot is-for all the hangings still draped over most furnishings, the porch steps to the 'bedroom' area are pretty clear, as is the mess of blankets and pillows on a ground-level bed.
The man would be imposing enough standing, but even laying down, he's no doubt quite a sight. Half of him, unfortunately, is still rock-on the side where his left arm was taken, to rub salt into things. It leaves his hair a bit of a mess among the large leafy mane, but perhaps if it were tidied up another time, he could look relatively impressive even now. Two new horns sit between his ears, and his right eye remains bandaged carefully...
....And he looks her dead in the eye (or, well, as best he likely can) when he realizes someone's in there.
...She seems concerned enough at least, though her questions are a little...odd. Gongenzaka's brows furrow, and he blinks. "...Sticky?" he questions gruffly, his voice still somewhat hoarse. "...Is this perhaps a side effect of any cure attempts, which worries you..?" he asks, unsure why else he would be....Destabilizing. Or something.
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It's easy, of course, to slip into a tent. Easier still to actually see where the right spot is-for all the hangings still draped over most furnishings, the porch steps to the 'bedroom' area are pretty clear, as is the mess of blankets and pillows on a ground-level bed.
The man would be imposing enough standing, but even laying down, he's no doubt quite a sight. Half of him, unfortunately, is still rock-on the side where his left arm was taken, to rub salt into things. It leaves his hair a bit of a mess among the large leafy mane, but perhaps if it were tidied up another time, he could look relatively impressive even now. Two new horns sit between his ears, and his right eye remains bandaged carefully...
....And he looks her dead in the eye (or, well, as best he likely can) when he realizes someone's in there.
...She seems concerned enough at least, though her questions are a little...odd. Gongenzaka's brows furrow, and he blinks. "...Sticky?" he questions gruffly, his voice still somewhat hoarse. "...Is this perhaps a side effect of any cure attempts, which worries you..?" he asks, unsure why else he would be....Destabilizing. Or something.