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He'd popped into the infirmary and out of it at the speed of light, hardly listening to a word anyone said. Memories, crystals, clothes. Boring, boring, boring. LeZli had better places to be, better things to see and examine and fiddle with until he got into a lick of trouble.

LeZli had opted for jeans with too many holes and a shirt in about the same state, which was apparently a thing in the human world, which was convenient because he didn't want to bother to find new clothes unless someone else did it for him.

"Cami!" he crowed, tumbling over himself (literally) down an incline, abandoning his pile of stolen shiny things of good quality and purpose in his excitement. "Hello, hi, hello!" LeZli's wings fluttered behind him at a constant buzz, and the boy's messy curls had tumbled into his face, concealing one grey eye. "Where would I be besides here, unless I was there?" He squinted, picking at a bandage on his arm idly. "I mean, I am not there, or in Nine's home, or with America, or with you somewhere else, and the hospital room was too boring to stay at and I decided I didn't want to go somewhere else--"

He kept going. One thin hand-- with a peek of bone showing through-- was still waving, for some reason. LeZli picked up the oddest human habits.