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[undyingflames]

[ Joshua's frown only deepens as Dion but shrugs at his own injuries, injuries that had nearly killed him. He knows Dion's right, that he's used to a life of fighting, having been on the frontlines of a war, leading the charge for many years against the Dhalmekians and Waloed as Bahamut, used to getting hurt like this, much as Clive is. But it does little to quell the worry and the guilt that pulls at him, most especially after what happened on the lake.

Though in all honesty, Joshua's no better. Ignoring or downplaying his own condition when is Ultima quite literally killing him from the inside as he tries to break free of his prison and at the same time making the Crystal's Curse spread even more across his chest with each passing day as the Phoenix must mend the damage done to Ultima's cage. But pushing himself through it, lying and telling everyone he's fine, that he's well enough to travel, to fight, because there is no option to stop.

So he also knows there's little point to bringing up the severity of his wounds any further when Tarja's already bandaged him up again and he's already promised to rest, because that's what truly matters, and that's enough. It's more than he does himself most of the time.

So, after a moment, he nods. ] Thank you, Dion.

[ Then he stands and walks over to the table in the back and places the vial of medicine Tarja had given him there, his slender fingers lingering on the lip of the glass bottle in thought. ]

And... thank you, for allowing me to join you when next you leave for Twinside.

[eikonoflight]

[Dion looks across the space between the two beds, which feels expansive. Too far to reach out and take Joshua's hand in his own as he wishes to.]

Please, do not thank me for that. It is I who shall be in your debt. I'll be grateful to have you by my side when I go.

[He reaches for the cup of water left by his bed and holds it out for Joshua to wash away the lingering bitterness of his medicine.]

Here, drink.

[If neither of them will take proper care of themselves, then all the more reason for them to take care of one another.]

[undyingflames]

[ Joshua turns from the table to look back at Dion with a small smile, if perhaps not the slightest bit sad, and shakes his head a little. ]

You needn't speak of debts, Dion. [ He knows full well Dion thinks of himself in Joshua and Clive's debts after what happened at Twinside... and perhaps even moreso now after what happened today on the lake, especially after Dion pledged himself to their cause to Joshua when they spoke on their way back. And... Dion no doubt does it from a place of guilt, of owing them something after all he holds himself responsible for. But... Joshua would have him know otherwise, not wanting to build their friendship after eighteen years on this.

He crosses the room again over to Dion and reaches out to take the cup offered to him, his fingers barely, lightly brushing against Dion's as he does. It makes him fluster, his heart beating faster and his fingers twitch, hesitate over his for the briefest moments before he carefully, slowly settles his fingers on his fully this time, and gently takes the cup from his hold.

His smile warms now, the faintest dusting of a blush across his face as he continues. ] ...For there is naught to be repaid. I ask to go with you that I might aid a friend. And I would be grateful alone enough to be at your side when we arrive.