cambox | BECAUSE WE GIVE NEGATIVE SHITS AND LOVE SUBWAYS

Hey... Hey. [Hilbert frowns, putting a hand on Emmet's shoulder.] It's not your fault. Whatever you were doing, there's no way it's your fault this happened.

Sure, he needs you. You guys both need each other. Right? You're brothers. That's what brothers do. [It's not like you're being replaced by Elesa. That relationship's different.]

But because of that, you have to take care of yourself. If you showed up injured, he'd have another thing to be scared about, wouldn't he? He needs you to be alright, too.

It's just a hand... I can lose my hand, and still be okay. I can lose my hand and it won't stop me.

I can't live without my brother. Not yet...

Emmet. Look at me. [Hilbert is sterner, now. You're veering way off. Don't freak out.]

You aren't going to lose him. Okay? And you aren't going to lose your hand, either. That's too extreme. There are more in-between options.

Realistically, if you got it checked out you would just be in a different hospital room while you wait for him to come out of wherever he is. I'm sure we can explain the situation to the nurses and they can work something out so we'll be sure not to miss him.

["We". Technically, it would just be Emmet, but...]

[Thank you, Hilbert. It is good that you're here to be a voice of reason, because Emmet is very well beyond it.]

...Okay. If we go, and they call for me for Ingo, can you go in my place? Just to let him know that I'll be coming, if they're putting a cast on my hand again.

[He stands up, starting towards the counter again... but he stops, waiting for Hilbert. You'll come with him, right?]

Sure I can. That's fine. [He smiles a little to himself, glad that Emmet wasn't stubborn about his hand.

Of course-- of course he's coming. Wouldn't think of doing otherwise. That's what he's here for, isn't it? He'll hurry to catch up next to Emmet, making sure to keep the distance between them minimal. It'll be okay, Emmet. Everything will turn out fine.]

Thank you. Thank you, so much...

[He'll sign in to get his hand treated. Lucky for him, they don't call him in for Ingo until a bit after he's treated. So...]

Here... my X-Transceiver. If Elesa or Silver come, or call, just wait with them here.

Don't worry about it. I'm just doing what I can. [He'll take the offered X-Transceiver, too, and nods. He'll watch for them, definitely.]

I'll be here when you get back. [That's a promise.

Now go get yourself treated.]

[RING RING RING RING]

[WOW SILVER, WAY TO BE A BAJILLION HOURS LATE]

Hey. Silver.

[....that is not Emmet's voice.]

...This is Hilbert. Emmet gave me his X-Transceiver to catch your call.

[EMMET WHAT HAPPENED ARE YOU OKAY WHAT'S GOING-

...Hilbert? With-

HILBERT WHAT HAPPENED WHERE ARE INGO AND EMMET ARE THEY OKAY WHAT'S GOING-]

[BEING A BAJILLION HOURS LATE KIND OF HAPPENS WHEN YOU'RE BUSY BEING UNDERWATER oh god Ingo-]

What happened? [Stay calm. Stay calm. Stay calm. Stay calm. Stay calm-]

[You can do it. Get a hold of yourself.]

From what I understand, Ingo protected Emmet from a knife attack and got stabbed himself instead. He's checked in at the hospital. Emmet punched the attacker and hurt his hand, so he was getting that fixed up too.

[Hilbert is pretty calm, himself (as usual). He's pretty sure everything will turn out alright.] They're probably in the same room by now, but I can't see them myself since I'm not related and all.

[Stabbed. Where? If it was one stab, then he should be...

...Hilbert is calm. If he's this calm, then things... Things are probably alright.]

I'll be there in a couple of hours. [Honchkrow is flying as fast as he can, so... Yeah. A couple, tops. And then he'll be... in... the waiting room...]

[No, no paparazzi, buzz of you're being heinous--

Ah. Okay, in the hospital, and...]

...Hilbert, right?

[Oh, there she is. (geez, paparazzi, really?...)]

Yeah, that's me. [He nods, tucking Emmet's X-Transceiver into his pocket. He won't have to check it much with Silver on the way and Elesa now here. (Finally.)]

How much do you know about the situation? [So he doesn't repeat anything she already knows.]

Emmet explained it when it happened. Have there been any updates on Ingo's condition?

[She's cold, quiet, but far from being angry or not worried.]

And did Silver arrive yet?

He's doing better--more stable, they got the thing out and all-- but we still can't go in yet since we aren't relatives.

Emmet ended up breaking his hand, too, so he was in there getting fixed up, himself; he's with Ingo by now. And Silver's on his way, but he's not here yet.

[though, that may or may not be a giant gyarados outside....??]

[That's exactly what it is. Gyarados doesn't attack anyone- he merely gently sweeps aside a good amount of the paparazzi with his tail for Silver so he can you know, actually enter the hospital. Thank you Gyarados back in the ball Gyarados-

Hilbert. And Elesa- her presence will be acknowledged in a moment, but for now-]

Where are they? Do you know anything else about them? [He's agitated, but all things considered, he could be a whole lot worse.]

They're getting treatment now, and Ingo is probably being stabilized.

Silver, are you legally adopted? If you have documents, you'll be allowed to see them.

[Ah. Is he?]

[Legally-]

I don't legally exist. [It's stated as a fact and nothing more.]

[That's... a problem. Elesa sighs, sitting down on a chair and hanging her head. She's worried to death, but there's nothing she can do.]

We can only wait, then.

[Oh. Well, huh. Okay.

More importantly--] Guess so. [unless Emmet recovers and comes to reassure them himself... but they're probably asleep by now.

Time to sit down again. C'mere, Braviary, thanks for staying up late with him. Stroking your feathers.]

[Waiting. Right. Without putting much thought into it, he sits next to Elesa, lets his head fall into his hands, and... Starts to leave. To block out what's going on. Waiting. They're deadweight. Chopped liver. And it's like this every time.

It's unsettling, really- to think about how it's almost become routine. He's been in here far too many times by now.

But Ingo will be okay. He'll definitely be okay. And Emmet...]

[Elesa's not sure what sort of things Silver's exactly going through, but the trouble is plain on the boy's face. She gently puts a hand on his shoulder, giving it a reassuring squeeze.]

They'll be okay... we can trust the doctors here to do their job.

[She'll turn to Hilbert, though...]

Did Emmet call you?

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