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*stumbling down the hall, just trying to get some exercise* ... damn it. Okay...

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So, this is you being more careful?

My room's right there. *gestures to a nearby door*

And that explains so well why you're aggravating your leg.

It was that, or go insane by looking at the same walls yet again.

So ask for help next time, genius.

Didn't feel like bothering people.

You're injured. You're supposed to bother people. It's like a free ticket to.

And I don't wish to.

Even though they'd probably be more than happy to help?

Even though.

And you realize that you'll be hurting them if you end up hurting yourself worse by being stubborn like this, right?

I won't injure myself worse.

Well... if you do, I'll just have to confine you to bedrest.

... I definitely won't injure myself worse.

I was mostly kidding, anyway.

[Methinks I am WAY too overleveled...]

I hope so.

((Oh?))

You'll be fine, Luke. I promise.

[Demon Wall didn't even get halfway to me before dying. Well... and Rosa and Rydia just turned level 60 and learned Holy and Flare.]

... And I will.

((Holyshit. Yeah, that's overleveled))

[nods, watching him for a few moments] Now... need some help?

[...and Odin died in five rounds; only took that many because Edge wouldn't steal. Ah, my powerleveling abilities return... lol]