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[distressedude]

[By the 31st, much of the pain of losing the wing had passed, but that only meant the pain of growing the new one back had begun. Not to mention the cut that spanned between his shoulder blades which, even after multiple healing sessions, would still leave a rather nasty scar. He couldn't even sit up without feeling a little pain, so he stuck to laying on his side most of the time.]

[He's only just woken up from a nap, so he probably sounds a bit groggy when he replies.]

The door's open.

[fabrecation]

[Luke lets himself in, though for the moment he stands by the door. Now that he's spent a while here, it's... weird, to see Ion with only one wing. And here he thought he'd never get over the oddness of having wings in the first place...

He offers a half smile. Luke isn't sure if Ion really wants any visitors, but... he just had to see how he was doing.]

Hey... How're you feeling?

[distressedude]

[When Ion glances over and see's Luke, his face quickly brightens into a smile. Regardless of how much pain he's been in, he always loved having company. If anything, being alone right now was far worse... after everything that happened, it was a comfort to know someone was still there by his side.]

Luke... it's so good to see you. [Ion tries to shift a little so as to see him better, but after a wince of pain and a short gasp, he thinks better of it. Though he manages to keep smiling, it's rather forced; he also manages to side-step Luke's question.] Why don't you come sit down?

[fabrecation]

[He can tell just from Ion's expression that he's not feeling well at all. With a worried little frown, he steps inside and sits in a chair beside his bed, back straight and hands on his knees.]

I heard about what happened out there. [He pauses, then lifts a hand to briefly rub his nose.] Though I guess it's pretty obvious, huh...

[distressedude]

[The smile on his face relaxes when Luke takes a seat. He wished it were possible to sit up and talk to him, but it hurt too much to lean on his back, even with the pillows there.]

[He nods.] Did... Asch tell you about it?

[fabrecation]

Yeah. [Asch didn't talk much about the draft... But his original figured that he ought to see Ion, seeing how hurt he was and how close Luke was to him. So, here he is.

He wrings his hands between his knees and gives him a half smile.] But you probably don't want to talk about it, right?

[distressedude]

I... [His eyes stare straight ahead, not quite looking at Luke. For a moment, his thoughts drift back to the draft and everything that happened... the third-party soldiers, being recused by Asch only to be ambushed again, losing his wing and that horrible moment when he thought he would die, and the even more horrible pain that followed... the pain that felt like it would never end, even when they were off the beach and--]

[His eyes grow wide before he squeezes them shut, gently shaking his head.] N-No. I don't want to.