[ The fact of the matter is, there are far too many people who need medical attention in Wonderland. Everything's a little too busy, a little too crowded. As such, Alex isn't meaning to intrude on this moment.
What he's meaning to do is do another sweep for burn ointment. They're giving him trouble, and... Well, he can hope, can't he?
It's stupid of him to think this would be an unoccupied room.
Only focusing on his own pain, he pushes into the room shoulder-first, to see- well.
Alex goes shock-still as he registers Michael there. And someone he doesn't know - Eleanor, maybe, given what he's been told - but it's Michael that he focuses on, mouth dry. For the record, he looks an utter mess. His wrists have been re-braced, more carefully splinted, but his hands are completely wrapped in gauze and bandage. Maybe it's a good thing he can't feel them. He's swapped clothes, as his previous set was...scorched, to say the least, leaving him in a loose robe and underclothes that hint at the damage underneath--a bandaged right arm, something around his side...
Overall, he looks like he lost a horrible fight with a flamethrower. ]
Mi- Michael. [ A rough stammer. He takes a few steps back, clearly favoring his left leg. ] I- I'm sorry, I- I didn' realize, I can leave.
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What he's meaning to do is do another sweep for burn ointment. They're giving him trouble, and... Well, he can hope, can't he?
It's stupid of him to think this would be an unoccupied room.
Only focusing on his own pain, he pushes into the room shoulder-first, to see- well.
Alex goes shock-still as he registers Michael there. And someone he doesn't know - Eleanor, maybe, given what he's been told - but it's Michael that he focuses on, mouth dry. For the record, he looks an utter mess. His wrists have been re-braced, more carefully splinted, but his hands are completely wrapped in gauze and bandage. Maybe it's a good thing he can't feel them. He's swapped clothes, as his previous set was...scorched, to say the least, leaving him in a loose robe and underclothes that hint at the damage underneath--a bandaged right arm, something around his side...
Overall, he looks like he lost a horrible fight with a flamethrower. ]
Mi- Michael. [ A rough stammer. He takes a few steps back, clearly favoring his left leg. ] I- I'm sorry, I- I didn' realize, I can leave.