[ In the agonizing seconds before Dearka finishes the procedure, Elan's moved on to cursing the fact that he has a body at all (seriously, why must he exist in meatspace after how fucked up his body is). He groans when the bone is snapped back in place. The relief is immediate and welcome. He leans against an upturned seat for a moment longer, then carefully tries to roll his shoulder. ]
I'm not convinced you weren't trying to break my arm off.
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I'm not convinced you weren't trying to break my arm off.
[ He's back to bitching so he's fine?? ]