[ a healer. the last time he'd seen sasuke, he was leaving to fetch a healer, whom laurent had calmly threatened to kill if they laid hands upon him. they'd stayed silently in the tent until sasuke had finally, finally gone, and then laurent had made the healer fetch him a horse, as per his original plan.
and now sakura stands before him, assessing him like a wounded animal. laurent is exhausted of being reminded of his near-death experience, but equally exhausted of being injured at all — it's a slow process to heal when he won't allow anyone near him. the shoulder that sasuke had snapped back into place is only just beginning to lose its tenderness, but his wrist will take weeks, if longer, to heal. it's a weakness he can't afford.
and so, against his better judgment, he makes a space on the sill for sakura to sit if she pleases, and settles his wrist on his knee. it's a clean break, set neatly, but acutely painful every time he so much as moves a finger. ]
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and now sakura stands before him, assessing him like a wounded animal. laurent is exhausted of being reminded of his near-death experience, but equally exhausted of being injured at all — it's a slow process to heal when he won't allow anyone near him. the shoulder that sasuke had snapped back into place is only just beginning to lose its tenderness, but his wrist will take weeks, if longer, to heal. it's a weakness he can't afford.
and so, against his better judgment, he makes a space on the sill for sakura to sit if she pleases, and settles his wrist on his knee. it's a clean break, set neatly, but acutely painful every time he so much as moves a finger. ]
Do you clean up after your friends often?