[ He supposes he'll have to tolerate this grip now and hey, it's better than having to hold her hand or something, so he just starts making his way towards his living quarters, which are luckily nearby. He wonders if there is other medical attention she needs, because right now a plaster honestly seems like it'll do. ]
Come in. You can sit down in the kitchen, I'll get everything necessary.
[ Welcome to the cleanest least personalized living quarters in the history of ever. ]
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Come in. You can sit down in the kitchen, I'll get everything necessary.
[ Welcome to the cleanest least personalized living quarters in the history of ever. ]