Doctor, doctor, gimme the news

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Who: Sick people and their well-wishers
When: May 13th-June 4th
Where: Hospitals and clinics all over the Port
Summary: A catch-all log for hospitalized people and their visitors all over the Port during the sickness plot. Everyone feel free to centralize your hospital visit threads here for convenience!
Warning: Please mark your threads if you'll need any.

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[uberboned]

Nervous as hell. The wedding's in July. [He leans forward] I have never actually been married.

[motioned]

Oh, that's really exciting, though! I bet it'll be so romantic.

How old are you? Actually, how long do angels live? Forever?

[uberboned]

Forever until something kills us. And it's up in the billions now.

[motioned]

Wow, that long? You must have been able to do so much so far!

[uberboned]

Ohhh, I have a lot of experiences under my belt. [None are age-appropriate for this conversation.]

[motioned]

I'd bet so, after that long! It sounds really amazing.

Do you ever get lonely, though?

[uberboned]

[Awkward pause....] Not... really.

[motioned]

Really? Even though you're going to live longer than everyone you know?

[/ACCIDENTALLY INSENSITIVE??]

[uberboned]

[Gabriel only looks traumatized for a second and then he brushes it off, like she never said anything at all.] Doubt that. Half the people in town from my world here have outlived me.

[motioned]

[And normally she would notice that trauma, however brief, but. Pain meds.]

Wait, outlived you? What do you mean?

[uberboned]

...I'm dead. [He jerks a thumb in a direction and clearly this is something he's completely over, because no one should be that casual about their own horrible death.] Back home, anyway. Like right before I came here.

[motioned]

[Her eyes widen in concern almost immediately.]

What? That's not—

[But she doesn't finish the sentence, caught up in another coughing fit.]

[uberboned]

Ahiru. [He puts a hand on her shoulder.] Easy, kiddo. Look, it's not that bad. I'm here, ain't I?

[motioned]

[It's calmed down in a few seconds, and then she takes a breath before continuing.]

But it is bad! I mean, it's good that you're here, but that doesn't mean it's okay! If it was me, you wouldn't say it was okay!

Who would... What happened?

[uberboned]

...No, but if that person who killed you wasn't hanging around, what could I do about it?

[He pats her on the head.] It doesn't matter, Ahiru.

[motioned]

Just because I can't do anything about doesn't mean I don't care! It's not okay.

[uberboned]

You can care, kiddo, and no, it's not, but I'm okay with it. And I'm here now and I ain't leaving sooo... We've got that, anyway.

[motioned]

[The words almost make their way out - nobody can control when they leave - but she at least has the sense to hold them in.]

Are you sure?

[uberboned]

I swear. [Gabriel's aware of that, but it's one of those things he refuses to deal with.]

[motioned]

[And then she just holds up her arm, sticking out her pinky finger so solemnly.

She's serious, okay.]

[uberboned]

[S T A R E.

...And then, he shrugs. Why the hell not?

He links her pinky with his.]

[motioned]

[She smiles, even if it's faint.]

Thanks, Gabriel.