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... He's never told me that.

[ odin's-- still worried, yeah, but he looks annoyed again, too. archie's the only friend he has who tells him about the hard shit that happened back home, god damn. ]

Why do you think you aren't cut out for it?

He hadn't mentioned it to me before that happened, either. I guess it wasn't relevant.

[archie shrugs; unfettered.]

When I heal people... I can't take away the pain, and healing them sometimes hurts them even more. Pucci was screaming when I was just tryin' to do it enough to stop him bleeding...

[that's a lie archie is as fettered as they come.]

[ odin wants to be a brat and argue that he's closer to pucci than archie is so he should totally know everything about the dude always forever always, but he A: doesn't know if that's true, B: doesn't want to be an asshole and C: is immediately distracted by more important things. he folds his arms over his chest. ]

... That doesn't mean you aren't cut out for healing. It just means you need to recalibrate. Limit the type of wounds you focus on. You could help a lot of people, if you focus on those who are unconscious and can't feel pain, or-- people with internal injuries, things like that, rather than those with open surface damage.

[who dragged him two blocks while he was missing an arm, odin?? WHO]

Internal injuries would still hurt. [he shakes his head.] I just... hate hurting people. Even if it's necessary to help them-- like it stopped Pucci bleeding. I can't just not use this healing power, too. That wouldn't be right. I don't know. I think I should just figure out a way to switch off and suck it up.

[ WHO LEARNED HOW TO EAT A CHERRY IN A WEIRD WAY TO MAKE PUCCI PROUD OF HIM

]

Mm. Mmmm. Hmmmmmmhghghhm.

If you don't think you can hurt people, even if it helps, then - don't heal people. You're not the only healer around. But. [ he folds his arms a little tighter. ] I think-- as long as you're up front about it, your patient should be the one to call the shots, whenever possible. You know? "I can totally fix that bone poking out of your finger, but it'll hurt a lot. Is that okay?" "Yeah dawg! Bone me down!", that kinda thing. It shouldn't be all on you.

Yeah.

[he crosses his arms, closing his eyes for a moment.]

I did warn them, but at the same time I feel like if I'm the only one there for whatever reason they'll be obliged to say yes. I guess I'll need to talk to Angela to find out what the most ethical way to do that is...

That makes sense...

[ He's still a little too worried about Pucci to dedicate a lot of brainpower to this, and-- it's not like Archie even came here for advice, but-- he doesn't like his friend being alone in this. he goes quiet for a second. ]

Get a license to carry anesthetic around with you everywhere you go and just jab people in the side with a needle every time you gotta mess with 'em? Would anesthetic even work on imports when we have nanites in our system?

[he snorts.]

Yeah, I think the last thing I need is overnight medical school. Anyway, Pucci was fine after I managed to heal him up-- as fine as he could be, given the, uh, situation. I called Dio and he came over to take care of Pucci as needed.

I didn't-- realise just how much Dio cares about the guy. He's in a shit situation, but good hands.

[...hand.]

... Yeah, they're close.

[ the ceremonial headblood thing as well as dio wanting to be worshiped as a god kind of fucks with odin? 'cause he doesn't want another god damn validar situation on his hands?? but. pucci trusts him and there's every possibility dio's just a douchebag who waxes poetic about evil shit while secretly being a fluffy fuzzy bunny, like odin. so. whatever. dio brando's a good weird creepy guy who odin's gonna get a vat of pig's blood for one of these days. ]

Thanks for telling me. You didn't have to. Especially if you're tired from everything you've been doing lately. When was the last time you got some sleep?

You would've found out eventually and I didn't like havin' to lie by omission...

[he shrugs. again. lotta shrugging.]

Last night, actually. Like a normal person. [he presses a hand to his face.] There was something else I wanted to say, though... I know you're happy here and it's unlikely, but can ya maybe avoid comin' to mine for a couple days? There's, uh. A mess. A gross, gross mess.

You already did, with the whole toaster Jebsus thing, but. Yeah.

[ That was shitty. He immediately feels shitty for saying that. Archie was right to keep this Pucci drama from him until he was back on earth, and he looks immediately very apologetic for suggesting otherwise.

coughs and smooths it out with a joke. ]

Got it. You and Matt've been goin' hard, then, huh? Gross.

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I did actually get him that...

[he rolls his eyes.]

Gross and no. I, uh. Might've... bled a little. A lot. Everywhere. Because of nanites.

[he seems a little bashful now he's talking about it directly... but honestly he just wanted to talk to someone about it who wasn't matt or maxie?]

Oh.

[ Well. Cool. Odin leans back against the wall and looks over Fauxhalla's garden for a second. Everyone he knows is falling apart. He feels guilty, for being so secure in relative safety where he is, nursing a handful of physical and emotional wounds that don't mean shit while his powers stay relatively sane. ]

What-- reopened? I mean. What wounds were...

What happened?

They were both from months ago, so it kinda took me by surprise. One of them hit an artery in my leg, so...

[he shakes his head.]

I healed myself, though. I'm fine.

[ his annoyance is back again. odin's such a touchy bastard lately. ]

... Can I get mad at you for saying you're fine or will you just shut me down if I try?

No. Go ahead.

Okay.

[ He takes a deep breath, like he's about to yell about how fucking stupid it is to just be like "oh my leg ripped the fuck open but i healed it so it's good dw lol", but then he just-- deflates, looking more heartbroken and tired than archie's ever seen him. ]

I hope you're okay. I know you said you are. I know you're-- in touch, with how a person is supposed to take care of themselves, both mentally and emotionally. But I worry about you. And I don't know if you practice what you preach, sometimes. Maybe I'm wrong, to have that impression. I'm sorry if I am. I just want you to be okay, and-- to mean it, not to just say it. Because I love you and it scares me when you make me think you aren't taking care of yourself.

I-- I think I am. [this is the second time someone's given him this ass reaming. archie must be pushing his luck more than usual.] I went to a doctor after and stuff to make sure it was all good...

It's like-- It's like, I know what's logical for other people and I try to do it for myself too but it's like my brain douses itself in petrol and lights a match when I try to apply it to myself, so I don't know if what I'm doing seems right from an outside perspective or batshit insane.

... Okay.

[ He's not going to push the physical injuries any further, as much as he might want to. Physical injuries, at least, Odin expects Archie to take care of - he's probably not going to let himself walk around broken and in pain in front of Matt and Maxie and all the other people he loves. Not externally, at least, when it's so noticeable. ]

Nothing you've done to me has ever come across as batshit insane. It's just - scary. Sometimes. Like when you bought me Soixante Neuf? My sword? That happened right after the haunted house, and I still don't-- I still don't understand, how you bounced back fast enough to do that. I think you've been opening up to me more? But it's still scary, when I think you're not accessing things you're dealing with. Like now, when you're just saying you're fine--

It just scares me. I don't know. Maybe I'm imagining things. And I'm making a problem that isn't really there.

It-- look, I just knew you had to make a really hard choice in that room and I felt bad for not being careful enough to avoid it.

[he exhales through his nose, shaking his head. no, he can't blame odin for what he did.]

...Did you name that fucking sword after sixty nineing, you horny bastard?

I didn't-- [ he runs his hands over his face. He wants to scream I should have saved you and you didn't do anything wrong but he's running on fumes and he needs to stay focused on one problem or he's going to collapse. ] I get that. It doesn't stop me from being scared. If I'd been in your shoes, I would've been trying to make it up to me, as well, but that's because I'm a stupid asshole who doesn't value my own life as much as I should. The healthy thing to do would have been to just-- focus on yourself. After what you went through. I think. Maybe I'm wrong? Fuck, I don't know.

[ He's just rambling, at this point. Screaming "i don't know if you're okay or not!" over and over again at someone who described taking care of himself as having to think through his brain doused in petrol and set alight can't be helpful. But. Fuck, he's not a counselor, this is all he's got. ]

... She's got other names. Chromatic Skyslicer. Starbow Arcfinder. Crescent Wavewings.

But yes.

I did.

I did. When I came to see you it was when I was thoroughly sick of sitting at home and feeling sorry for myself.

[that makes him laugh, and he puts a hand on odin's shoulder to pull him into a tight hug. assuming... he's fine with it?]

...Can we go inside? It's getting chilly.

[ if archie did take care of himself - maybe this is just odin's issue, then. maybe the reason why he keeps digging his heels in on this issue in particular is because he doesn't like that archie thought to check in on him. him. like he didn't deserve it. god, that'd be hypocritical. he breathes out low and long. ]

... Yeah.

[ he heads back into Fauxhalla, snakes his way to magnus and alex's kitchen and puts the kettle on. he misses his dogs? he's already cuddled the fuck out of them for hours and hours since coming back but he couldn't bring them to fauxhalla with magnus's Wolf Deal. ]

Have you checked in on anyone else from space? I dunno who else you're close to... I think you're friends with Jonathan, right? Peter could probably use someone, too.

I think I know everyone that was up there in some capacity other than Riptide...

[he shrugs as he follows odin in.]

Me'n'Peter might have another pizza party. Not, uh, not a big one like last time. I met up with Poe for a bit... I should message Jonathan, yeah. The others I only vaguely know.

I bought him a bunch of pizza stuff for his house. Like a blanket shaped like pizza. And a pizza beanbag. And this plastic pouch you hang around your neck you can put a slice of pizza in? So.

[ So yeah. He makes tea. Glosses over the Poe mention. ]

Jonathan'd be happy. He's rad. I hope we'll stay friends, now that we're not seeing each other every day. Bela, too.

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