"Yeah, I think pretty much everyone was telling her the same thing." Everyone who mattered, anyway. It was unusual for all of them to come to a consensus like that, or had been years ago. Seifer shook his head, wondering why the hell the idea had crossed Edea's mind in the first place. It wasn't safer anywhere else for her, and this was her home.
The second he got permission to change he was up on his feet again, tugging the bib and the gown off his form, and reaching for the bandage again. "Damn right, I want a lollipop," he scoffed, though the grin was coming back. His preferences for green apple or raspberry flavor hadn't changed in the past decade, and he figured she'd remember. "So, could you tell anything? I mean, is there a way to fix it, or do you have to talk to your specialist buddy?"