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Characters: Germany. Open!
Setting: Dormitories.
Format: Starting off in brackets.
Summary: Germany is determined to get back on his feet. It's not going so well.
Warnings: Mentions of surgery things.

[Due to his lack of muscles, it's been difficult for Germany to move around on his own since returning to the tower. Italy has been helping him get about and bringing him food, but after a few days he's beginning to feel restless. Lying around in bed is not going to improve his current condition.

He's taking a slow and unsteady walk through the dormitory halls, often having to stop to rest against a wall.]

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[...he is visibly not comfortable with this.]

...nowhere in particular.

Maybe we should head somewhere you can sit down, hm?

[Cain seems immune to the discomfort, smiling glibly as though this was all perfectly pleasant and they were the best of friends.]

Thank you, but I don't need to sit down.

[He tries to subtly shrug him off.]

Really.

[Alas, Cain is not so easily shrugged off.]

Well, I do. So lets find somewhere together, hm?

[What is with this guy.]

I'd rather not.

[He affects an exaggerated hurt look.]

You'd leave me to struggle alone?! How heartless!

[He squints.]

You... seem fine to me.

Oh no, I need to sit down in the worst way. I have a terrible stomach ache, I think I may actually be dying.

I doubt that, but if it means you'll leave me alone, fine. I'll come with you.

Y-You're so generous, kind sir. This way--

[He huffs, but lets himself be lead along.]

Who are you anyway?

My name is Cain Knightlord, and who do I have the pleasure of escorting?

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