[ Akira's discarded bracelet dangles from Giovanni's hand as he gets a good look at its owner. Its incredibly beat-up, bloodied owner. He winces. He's heard of salt in the wound, but man, that's gotta hurt. ]
Wow. You, uh, you look like you've seen better days, my guy. A lot better. You look terrible, is what I'm saying.
[ A+ bedside manner, Dr. Potage. ]
Luckily, you've come to the right epithet! This oughtta help, hang on -
[ Giovanni squinches up his eyes in concentration, holding out a hand, and sure enough, a cup of reddish liquid pops into it a few seconds later. He holds it out to Akira, grinning. Drinking this mystery drink will surely have no potential consequences or side effects! ]
i!
[ Akira's discarded bracelet dangles from Giovanni's hand as he gets a good look at its owner. Its incredibly beat-up, bloodied owner. He winces. He's heard of salt in the wound, but man, that's gotta hurt. ]
Wow. You, uh, you look like you've seen better days, my guy. A lot better. You look terrible, is what I'm saying.
[ A+ bedside manner, Dr. Potage. ]
Luckily, you've come to the right epithet! This oughtta help, hang on -
[ Giovanni squinches up his eyes in concentration, holding out a hand, and sure enough, a cup of reddish liquid pops into it a few seconds later. He holds it out to Akira, grinning. Drinking this mystery drink will surely have no potential consequences or side effects! ]