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"If you wanna give yourself sepsis maybe. For ******** sake, do I need to get you guys a first aid course?"

Did he know first aid? Not really. Did he know at least not to rub dirt in open, actively bleeding cuts? Yes. ... Was she joking? Did he miss a joke? He was suddenly fairly sure he missed a joke, and he groaned quietly because he still didn't know what to do with these ******** newblets.

Whatever.

Hydor pinched the bridge of his nose as he made a beeline for the exit, though careful not to vanish too fast. Between his increased speed as a super and his general leg span, he didn't want to leave her for whatever security force followed. "Yeah, sure. What's the question?"

Oh.

Well, at least that was one person he didn't need to worry about, he guessed. He was probably going to ask Demeter now though, just to make sure she knew better. The girl seemed to have a head on her shoulders, but she also was bright to the point of obnoxiousness and sometimes he wondered.

His thoughts cut at her question, and his steps froze in place, foot still hanging half in the air. Come over to her place? He didn't go to people's places. People coming to his place were annoying enough, but there was something comforting about being in his own apartment. He knew where everything was. He knew where Faust had decided to piss last. He knew where he had thrown a bottle he hadn't felt like recycling.

Clean or not, it was familiar. Nothing wrong with that. Everyone Else could just cope. But what was the alternative? Having her suggest ******** cafes again? Being in public made his skin crawl even worse, and he felt the goosebumps as he set his foot down.

People. Disgusting.

"Fine."

That was as close to an agreement as she'd get.