The Guilds seemed to be calling everyone in. Balthier didn't even know David was in Central, but given the weirdness of his week so far -- particularly a visitor he deeply wanted to send back to the right universe -- he was being as obedient as possible, knowing he'd want to pull strings later, and maybe he was hoping to overhear something anything useful.
That hadn't proven useful. He wasn't entirely convinced his coming wasn't a waste of time.
He's also trudging back to a secure location to head back to Excelsior when he catches David's silhouette turning down another street. Well, fine, this wasn't a total waste; they haven't checked in with each other in longer than he'd like, and the walks to and from transport locations give the excuse.
Except when he turns the corner, David's crouched over someone who looks like they aren't doing well at all. Balthier picks up his pace; he's been shifting a lot of wounds around this week until an actual healer can look at them.
Before he even reaches them, he's gone into his magic, reaching out to the man to pull bits of his pain off and stick onto random passerby. Except something feels wrong. Wrong like a missing limb. Wrong like Balthier's teeth hurt and his stomach churns.
"What's the injury I'm not seeing?" he asks by way of greeting. Because it's clear by David's expression this is someone he knows, and Balthier isn't letting David lose someone else. But Scions, this might be out of his depth.
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That hadn't proven useful. He wasn't entirely convinced his coming wasn't a waste of time.
He's also trudging back to a secure location to head back to Excelsior when he catches David's silhouette turning down another street. Well, fine, this wasn't a total waste; they haven't checked in with each other in longer than he'd like, and the walks to and from transport locations give the excuse.
Except when he turns the corner, David's crouched over someone who looks like they aren't doing well at all. Balthier picks up his pace; he's been shifting a lot of wounds around this week until an actual healer can look at them.
Before he even reaches them, he's gone into his magic, reaching out to the man to pull bits of his pain off and stick onto random passerby. Except something feels wrong. Wrong like a missing limb. Wrong like Balthier's teeth hurt and his stomach churns.
"What's the injury I'm not seeing?" he asks by way of greeting. Because it's clear by David's expression this is someone he knows, and Balthier isn't letting David lose someone else. But Scions, this might be out of his depth.