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Mid April | Action

[justoscar]

It was a relief to be back home, even amid the desertscape that Deerington had become-- and, usually, that relief was enough. But recent events still carried a heavy weight in Oscar's mind and, despite Ruby's aggressive insistence that he was wrong, Oscar still in part blamed himself for everything that had transpired.

He was the one that cut a deal with their child god, after all.

Legless and frustrated as he was, Oscar had no idea what to do to blow off steam. His usual methods of cooking and fastidious repairs were more difficult after the recent traumas, and guilt still gnawed away unseen at his core. Realistically, he knew that there was nothing he could do to make any of this better... and that was hard to deal with.

He didn't know who to talk to... but he knew who else needed a distraction.

"Hey, Yang."

Oscar called when he spotted Yang passing through. He had been trying to while away his time reading, but the words were hard to focus on. It could have been his nerves or lingering fatigue from his injuries, but the details didn't matter when he had to reread the same paragraph three times and still not understand what he had read.

Setting the book aside, he reached for his crutches.

"Has anyone found Ruby's Vespa yet? I was wondering what shape it was in after... you know. I-if someone found it, maybe we could fix it back up and surprise Ruby with it?"