dr. hiroshi 🎐 (h)

☁️ ☁️ eventually, i’ll become the pain that everyone’s abetted. ☁️☁️

( he seems to have disappeared entirely. let’s hope he’s just somewhere else. )

🌇 lrt just so everyone sees it

( <— absolutely not okay )

… … … i can sense your presence.

… i should at least /try/ to talk to him, eh… no use in being nervous.

( kind of just— )

that’s alright. i’ll probably be lingering here while … things are sorted out.

i would like that as well… i’m rarely busy. ( maybe it’d get his mind off things… )

as long as you want me to come back, i will.

i’ve seen more than that, actually … but that’s a story for another time. ( don’t be ominous! it’s rude!! )

( he smiles slightly. ) thank you… i think you’re very talented yourself.

( sigh of relief. ) oh, that’s good…

( he’s silent for a moment… ) is it alright? i hope i didn’t make it malfunction…

because you deserve the help. ( he sits on a nearby chair, even though he is light and could practically sit anywhere. ) i dedicate my existence to helping the best i can… though i don’t think i do enough nowadays.

( giving back the prosthetic… ) of course. you can ask me anything.

( it takes a while, but he explains everything he’s doing while he’s doing it. generally doing some upgrades, and sanding down the sharp edges. ) there we are. that should be a little more comfortable.

i understand. ( and he knows that. he isn’t blaming her one bit… )