momming | Catch-all;

[ A soft huff. ]

If I could have avoided worry altogether, I would have.

Yeah, that is exactly what I'm talking about. Unfortunately for you, we're all worriers.

Yes, I'm coming to realize that.

... Thank you, though. For your help.

[ unstoppable stubborn meets immoveable stubborn ]

I’d be a real asshole if I’d just left you sat in the middle of the field like that, Otome.

[ just as gently as she ever talks]

Then I'm very glad you're a fake asshole, Crow.

[ he’s probably looking for/grabbing her medkit so they can get those painkillers in her and get some tape out— but he pauses, and snorts slightly. ]

Nah, I’m very much a real one. There are just different levels to it, I guess.

Well, it's true that everyone has complexities.

[ Okay, Crow. At least her medkit is nearby, thanks Mabel. ]

[ mabel is the mvp ]

Yeah, some more than others. [ he’d wink! but now’s not the time. he does however hand her a blister pack of pain medication and give her a Look.

take your meds, doctor ]

[ Otome gives him a rueful look in response, but does tear off the back and takes two pills dry, like a badass.

There. All fussed over. ]

[ there was that so tough? ]

No heavy lifting either.

Yes, and restricted activity.

[ she knows!! ]

Which you’re gonna stick to and not “but I’m a doctor, I have to bust my ass to help”— right?

[ … ]

In all seriousness I have first aid and field med training. You can boss me around if something’s too strenuous. I’m into it, in specific circumstances. [ CROW ]

Certain circumstances, hm? I suppose I could cooperate.

[ He's flirting now which means he's probably less worried about her, which is its own relief. ]