He wasn’t a frequent visitor to the hospital but he knew where it was. He just didn’t seem to like going there, especially when the first thing he learned from his childhood was that such places always reeked with antiseptic liquids or sometimes blood. Strangely enough, there was one time that he was quite interested in their practice, perhaps when his old man was sick and they had to stay in the local clinic for a week. But Kumogakure’s hospital wasn’t as small as the town clinic he was used to. And finding it, even if he didn’t have the map he was carrying with, would not have been too hard at all.
But today was a different matter. Not too long ago, their class had ended and one of his newly made acquaintances suffered a dangerous wound. Shinku was rushed by Tessa to the hospital and he would have followed immediately had he only avoided the woods. Well, they were in the woods so obviously scurrying through the woods on the way out had led him to meet a few unwanted folks, but that was another tale to think about for later. In any case, the sky was orange splayed against the clouds as the sun was due to set any moment now when he had arrived in the hospital so he quickly went to look for them.
He was quite lost at first until after inquiries and he was led to a room where Shinku was said to be resting by now. He was, of course, quite surprised when he learned that there were already others inside the room with her. So he stood there outside the room for a long while, unsure of what to do. It would be pathetic if he had just arrived and not with the others earlier, but it would be cold of him if he didn’t come at all. And then, there was that urge in him that nagged, saying it shouldn't even be his responsibility in the first place… but it was. If Kumogakure was his new home, then everyone was his family.
He clicked his tongue and turned on his heels… walking away from the room.
It was better off if he didn’t show up at all. There was nothing to tie him down with people in the village just yet. He was still a stranger. And yet, he was there once again at night, standing in front of the door to the room where she was resting. He could feel no other presence in the room– the others had gone for now– yet he wondered if his visit would even be acknowledged. Maybe he should have just gone in earlier that afternoon, said his greetings and left with the rest. But he chose not to– not because of indecisiveness, but because it wouldn’t matter anyway. If anything, she might have noticed he arrived late then everyone else despite the urgency of the situation, and it would have come off as more off-putting than anything really. But at night, perhaps he could just come in when she’s asleep, say a prayer or two to help her heal faster and then leave. That way, he wouldn’t have to embarrass himself.
But still, he hesitated for a while as he slowly brought a hand to the handle before finally coming in, all the while expecting a silent dimly lit room for the patient to recover in solitude.
But today was a different matter. Not too long ago, their class had ended and one of his newly made acquaintances suffered a dangerous wound. Shinku was rushed by Tessa to the hospital and he would have followed immediately had he only avoided the woods. Well, they were in the woods so obviously scurrying through the woods on the way out had led him to meet a few unwanted folks, but that was another tale to think about for later. In any case, the sky was orange splayed against the clouds as the sun was due to set any moment now when he had arrived in the hospital so he quickly went to look for them.
He was quite lost at first until after inquiries and he was led to a room where Shinku was said to be resting by now. He was, of course, quite surprised when he learned that there were already others inside the room with her. So he stood there outside the room for a long while, unsure of what to do. It would be pathetic if he had just arrived and not with the others earlier, but it would be cold of him if he didn’t come at all. And then, there was that urge in him that nagged, saying it shouldn't even be his responsibility in the first place… but it was. If Kumogakure was his new home, then everyone was his family.
He clicked his tongue and turned on his heels… walking away from the room.
It was better off if he didn’t show up at all. There was nothing to tie him down with people in the village just yet. He was still a stranger. And yet, he was there once again at night, standing in front of the door to the room where she was resting. He could feel no other presence in the room– the others had gone for now– yet he wondered if his visit would even be acknowledged. Maybe he should have just gone in earlier that afternoon, said his greetings and left with the rest. But he chose not to– not because of indecisiveness, but because it wouldn’t matter anyway. If anything, she might have noticed he arrived late then everyone else despite the urgency of the situation, and it would have come off as more off-putting than anything really. But at night, perhaps he could just come in when she’s asleep, say a prayer or two to help her heal faster and then leave. That way, he wouldn’t have to embarrass himself.
But still, he hesitated for a while as he slowly brought a hand to the handle before finally coming in, all the while expecting a silent dimly lit room for the patient to recover in solitude.