[They're all varying degrees of wrecks, even with qualified healers in the house. Shinjiro's no different, half a dozen bruises and cuts littering his face and his coat barely more than a glorified dishrag now. He's also starting to have difficulty feeling his fingers, but that's neither here or there. The important thing right now is that they collect everyone outside and deposit them in a safe place.
Shinji doesn't take a step back when Haru flinches, though his fingers do curl tighter around the axe resting against the ground. His eyes are hooded, face lighted poorly by the flickering flames.]
You should get some food, if you can find it.
[There've been a few who've gone out exploring for supplies. Surely some of them would've returned by now with some (metaphorical) fruit.]
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Shinji doesn't take a step back when Haru flinches, though his fingers do curl tighter around the axe resting against the ground. His eyes are hooded, face lighted poorly by the flickering flames.]
You should get some food, if you can find it.
[There've been a few who've gone out exploring for supplies. Surely some of them would've returned by now with some (metaphorical) fruit.]