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[secondhandsome]

Hey there, you've reached... um... me. Yeah. Leave a message!

Well, that sounded smoother in my head... Damn it.

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[secondhandsome]

Well geez, second guessing myself is like my special skill, don't take that away from me.

But... yeah. I guess you're right.

[...It's probably still the painkillers and the weirdness of everything that's messing him up, makes him type without thinking about it.]

I'm in Ecruteak again, by the way. For now, anyway.

[a_sin_for_him]

You have MUCH better skills than that.

When do you think you'll be up to some company? I'd...like to see you.

[secondhandsome]

Nah, this is definitely the one I'm best at. Trust me. I'm a champion of self doubt.

[Geez, that actually gets him to... smile just slightly. For like the first time since... well.]

I don't know. I mean if we wait until I'm really up for anything again it's gonna take a while. So... I dunno, maybe just... whenever?

[a_sin_for_him]

Oh, I'm sure I could give you a run for your money.

I'll give you a few days. I imagine you're in a state where need a good deal of rest.

[secondhandsome]

Wow, is that a challenge, because that sounds like a challenge.

Sorta, yeah. Well. Mostly that's the meds I'm taking I think.

Honestly, after all the post-surgery medication I've had to take, I'm surprised anything is even still working on me. I mean, y'know, it's a good surprise, but still.

[Seriously, his body's like a pharmacy at this point, geez.]

[a_sin_for_him]

Likely the saddest challenge ever. What a pair we are.

Bodies can be surprising things. Are you in a great deal of pain?

[secondhandsome]

At least you can't say we're not succeeding at something, right?

Nothing I can't handle.

[That's not a "no".]

[a_sin_for_him]

I can also eat an entire chocolate cake in a sitting and sing Pokemon to sleep, I succeed at a multitude of things.

Oh, I use that one, too. Of course I can 'handle' being speared through in several places for days at a time, so it tends to be misleading.

[secondhandsome]

Well dang, I think that means you're winning. I think.

[Or does it mean she... loses, because she can do more-- Okay, let's not think about that too much.]

...Maybe my baseline for pain is saner?

[I mean it's not like he's used to constant injuries from being shot at all the time or anything, ha ha ha.]