The Infirmary

*walks into the infirmary with a black leather bag*

Finding the correct items was time-draining.

Oh, good evening Sakurai.

*looks to the side and sees Itasuku*
*walks over to him and sets down the bag by Ei's bed*

Good evening, Itasuku.

Did you come to visit the mutt?

*nods and stands beside Itasuku, looking at Ei*

Itasuku, did something cause you to do this?

Did something cause me to do this?

*looks down at him calmly*

To injure Ei san. Or were you simply doing you 'job'?

*a wide smirk pulls onto face slowly*

How did you know?

*sighs and closes one eye, raising an eyebrow*

Hayai Tsume gives distinct wound marks.

*closes eyes, still smirking*

I suppose so....

Did something cause me to do this?

......No.

*keeps eyes closed and breathes out*

I can not condone your actions.
But I will not forbid from doing these acts as it is what you do.

*folds arms over chest*

The way I see it, your opinion doesn't have any standings within my actions.

*half asleep*
*vision is blurred and can barely comprehend what's going on around self*
*hears mumbling in the background*
Unnn...

*shrugs and opens eyes*

I understand that completely, Itasuku.

*looks over to Ei*

Ei san? Are you able to speak?

.......
*vision starts clearing, but becomes very hard to focus*
ugh....
...

*leans forward and places a hand on Ei's forehead*

Ei san, can you please tell me where it hurt most?

...
*winces*
...
w....who... is touching me....

*pulls hand away slightly*

No fever. It is Sakurai, Ei san. I apologize for having to touch you.

*stands up*

Well...

I guess I should get going...

*waves while walking out*

*looks over to Itasuku and nods*

Very well. I will see you around...

*looks back to Ei*

Sakurai....
Ah..

*very slowly shifts self upright to see her*

*blinks a few times trying to focus, but can't manage to see any sharper images than the blur of color*

Thanks... for visiting.

*sits where Itasuku sat and nods*

Your welcome. Ei san, can you tell me your condition? As in, where does it hurt more and how are your senses.

*breaths slowly*
I've been ..studying myself..... in my sleep.
Gone... into my subconscious.... searching my body... for what has become...
It doesn't...look good...

*a glaze comes over eyes*

I have...some permanent nerve damage....
I've lost... a lot ..of blood
I can..barely..see
It hurts whenever... I move...breath...blink....talk...
everywhere...

*eyes drift somewhere distant*

and i'm afraid no amount.....of medical attention... will be able to cure me..

*swears under breath silently and closes eyes, knitting eyebrows*

Would you like me to see what I cam do?