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[keeponstrolling]

"I got delicate toenails, you don't know?"

Cracking jokes helps take his mind off things, but he's only just outpacing the freakout regarding his near death experience. He takes Boone's hand as gracefully as he can, and lets himself be settled on his feet with only a slight stumble and a waver. He takes short breaths, talons still squeezing Boone's hand, winded by that relatively simple task.

"What, you're not gonna taxi me to the table?" This is entirely to mask the fact that the kitchen seems an awful long way away. "This service is awful. I want my money back."

[thumbsdown]

[He pauses, tilts his head at Tommy, then shrugs and picks him up. He makes sure to avoid anywhere that's sore as best as he can, which makes the process a little more difficult, and when they reach the kitchen he sets him down on the table.]

There. Better?

[He goes back for the first aid kit, and opens it on the table beside Tommy.]

Should probably warn you, I'm no doctor. Can follow instructions, though.

[keeponstrolling]

"Bone, my hero!"

After a split second of surprise, Tommy pretend-swoons (which is a little too genuine for his liking) into his arms, and points his foot up dramatically. The result is mostly just a wriggling sack of feathers. But he's put down on the table with surprising gentleness, and Tommy rolls his head to the side.

"Well I'm sure you'll be pleased to hear that I'm no medical professional either. But there's disinfectant and burn cream, which I think won't kill me no matter how bad of a doctor you are."

[thumbsdown]

[The display does get a chuckle from Boone, at least. This isn't really a laughing matter, but it's more helpful than getting angry.]

Yeah, I think I can handle that. Just tell me what to do, and remember it's your fault if I screw up.

[Not that you can really screw up with burn cream and disinfectant.]