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[dormant_beast]

[Armed with a room number and deck, Anna leaves the safety and comfort of her own room to head towards Phoenix's. She has no idea what's happened or why he might need painkillers, but asking questions over the comms had seemed like a wasted endeavor, because she knows how she is when it comes to that sort of thing. If he feels like providing

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[ecopiracy]

[Anna does not have to wait for long before Phoenix answers the door. His expression is somewhat pinched with pain and his skin is pale, but the only real sign of what might be wrong is the bandage inexpertly wrapped around his right hand.]

Anna. Please, come in.

[His room does not offer much to look at, though he has collected a few knicknacks, odds, and ends. Mostly, though, his level surfaces are dominated by papers - maps of the decks, a few idle sketches, and notes - notes written in a script full of dots and squiggles.]

Thank you for coming.

[dormant_beast]

Of course. [When Anna considers someone a friend or close acquaintance, she is fiercely loyal and genuinely concerned for their well being.

Of course there /are/ several people she doesn't know how to categorize into her tidy little compilation of people in her mind.

Phoenix is one of them.

She holds out her hand, revealing a small handful of little white pills. ]

I...brought a bottle of water for you as well. Just...in case.

[ecopiracy]

[Phoenix accepts the pills with his left hand, but doesn't immediately try to swallow any of them. He nods to acknowledge the offer of water.]

That will be appreciated.

[He glances at the pills.]

How many of these am I supposed to take?

[dormant_beast]

[She sets the bottle down. ]

Two at a time, every four to six hours.

[Her eyes travel down his other arm, briefly resting on his hand before lifting back to his face, brow raised in a quiet question.]