[Lance takes a moment to take a deep breath, trying to collect himself mentally and figure out how to handle this. It's all so out there and such a mess, especially considering everything else going on, that he's not even sure where to start; it doesn't help either that his instinctive, visceral reaction to all of this is a combination of anger, frustration, and horror that he has to fight against acting on.
But he's going to do what he can, both because he isn't ready to give up on Ephemera just yet and because even if he were, it's not like he can just refer him to someone else.]
Okay. Let's go through this in order.
[It's the only way he can think of to approach the entire mess, but first--]
You should sit down, though. Has someone looked at your ribs?
[He presumes so since his fingers are taken care of, but he wants to be sure. Lance had only allowed his own more visible injuries to be treated initially, and it's possible Ephemera has done the same.]
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Date: 2017-11-01 02:21 am (UTC)But he's going to do what he can, both because he isn't ready to give up on Ephemera just yet and because even if he were, it's not like he can just refer him to someone else.]
Okay. Let's go through this in order.
[It's the only way he can think of to approach the entire mess, but first--]
You should sit down, though. Has someone looked at your ribs?
[He presumes so since his fingers are taken care of, but he wants to be sure. Lance had only allowed his own more visible injuries to be treated initially, and it's possible Ephemera has done the same.]