*encouragingly* Well, I've got good news about that. The lady Vána herself has consented to make you a biomechanical prosthetic. And really, there's no telling what she's capable of. I'm optimistic that her contribution could have you playing that violin again in no time.
I...er...can't say, exactly. *looks at Mablung* But you'll be here recuperating for quite some time yet so if the details Vána gave me are accurate I don't think that will become an issue.
*once he's satisfied you're out of earshot* The thing is, doc...I hate to complain about the service when I haven't even been awake to properly judge it, but I'm guessing it may not be such a hot sign that I don't seem to have much feeling in my legs? How long has she been here?
*can't hide his concern* Well. No. That's not ideal. We'll do some tests, of course. I'll go and fetch a neurologist now. *sighs* But with the injuries you sustained to your head and spine...we knew paralysis wasn't out of the realm of possibility.
*tries to sound upbeat* Frankly I'm more than a little relieved that you're coherent. And it's certainly possible that you may just be experiencing some muscle weakness.
How long has she been here?
*somewhat surprised to think about it* I don't rightly know. She's been in and out quite a lot since you were brought in earlier this week.
*wearily* Tell her she's got ten more minutes and then she's got to go home. And then it's a half-hour a day, max, from here on out. Please? I don't think I have the heart to be the bad guy here.
*turns away from the vending machine, figuring she should use up the last ten minutes with Mablung, rather than with the eternal question of which junkfood is the least unhealthy*
*goes with you without putting up much of a fight* Oh dear. I am sorry. I suppose I haven't really been eating properly this last while. *offers you a small smile* Haven't wanted to go too far in case he woke up.
*firmly* Neglecting your own health won't help Mablung heal, Beleg. Get yourself home and rest up. *smiles faintly* I'm going to tell the nurses to be on the lookout for you, too. So don't try to sneak around here. We'll take care of Mablung.
*ducks her head a little* I know. But I feel partly responsible. If I hadn't told Mablung about how Túrin took the news, then he wouldn't have gone haring off after him.
*quietly* I'm sorry to hear that. I...didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. If there's anything I can do to help...? *gently* But at least you know, then, how it important it is for you to take care of yourself.
*manages a small smile* I know. Truly. But I think I would have worried more if I'd stayed at home. At least now I know Mablung's awake, I may sleep more easily at home.
*lifts an eyebrow a smidge* I certainly hope so. And now that he's awake he's certain to call you himself. Try not to wear yourself out unnecessarily, hmm?