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Sora Marvell - Infirmary
Sora's face lit up as Lysander accepted her invitation and it was this sudden excitement that brought her to lean down and place a gentle kiss upon his cheek. It lingered for a few seconds before she pulled away with an even bigger smile spread across her face and a deep blush to accompany it. Her spontaneous nature coupled with how comfortable she felt with him was starting to make her actions easier to do now, less hesitance weighing behind them. Though it was still something that she was extremely shy about, at least she knew it was desired from the both of them based on their small interactions thus far. Even though she'd collapsed she was happy that she was surrounded by people she loved and adored, being in their presence despite sitting in a hospital bed, was all she needed to have her spirits lifted. And as if coming in to further cement those thoughts, Clair walked into the room carrying a pair of pajamas that she'd placed neatly on the table beside her, atop of the poncho.
A small irritated twitch caused her lips to shift into a momentary frown as she remembered that it was Clair who had sent the man to make the ridiculous insulting comment at the milkshake shop but it quickly dissipated. There was no point holding a grudge right now, especially when Clair had cared enough to think of her and get her a change of clothes and come visit her. Their bond as a team went far deeper than any silly prank and in the end they'd always have each-others backs; it was just the way they were. " Hooray, I get to escape this gorgeous hospital gown and slip into something more comfortable! Thanks Clair. " She flashed the red head a grin after she grabbed the pajamas and hugged them to her chest, almost too appreciative. " You've met Lysander, right? Or have you not had the pleasure? He's wonderful and we're a coupl--.." She quickly flailed as she cut off her words, covering her mouth with her pajamas and wanting to shove them into her mouth in an attempt to completely shut herself up. Both cheeks were as red as Clair's hair and they literally felt like they were on fire; a burn that refused to simmer down. Her eyes remained as wide as an owls, hues flickering around from face to face in the room.
Of course Sora had never been with anyone at all nor even liked someone that way before and Clair was going to either tease her or - well that was all she could see her doing actually. She wasn't even sure if that was what they were exactly but that's just how it felt to her with the bond, the promises, the trust, the physical and mental interactions; it all pointed to them being officially together in her eyes. Hopefully he wouldn't be too upset that she'd just jumped the gun with referring to them as a couple to one of her best friends. She lowered the fistful of clothes and fell back against the pillow, basking in her shame and embarrassment. She wasn't shamed in Lysander at all, rather she was ashamed she just spurted things out without thinking at times. Her figure rolled around upon the bed a few times in an attempt to 'shake it off' before she sat back up, recollected enough to face them. " And Lysander, this is Clair, she's my teammate and one of my best friends even though she picks on me as you got to witness earlier. " The words fumbled out rather quickly before she turned to Clair and continued speaking. " I was just saying we should go to the hot springs for my birthday and then have a sleepover type party at my house after the parade. How does that sound? Would you like to come? " Sora disappeared under the covers then, shifting about like a bed monster before she reappeared in her pajamas and placed the folded hospital gown beside her. She didn't bother mentioning the wizard saint part in the introduction since her pin was clearly visible and if Lysander was observant enough then he'd gather that information all on his own.
A mischievous look appeared in her eyes as she glanced at Clair once again. " I'm sure you'll bring a lot of cake, you always do. And I always get super excited and then realize most of it is for you. Maybe that's why Maya won the competition this year. You had too much cake!" A shrug befall her shoulders, grin wide. She might be stuck in this bed for some time but she definitely had the energy to get Clair back a little bit, even if it was with small mental stabs. Sora looked around the room a bit and suddenly felt guilty that they weren't out enjoying the festival. " You guys don't have to stay here you know... I wouldn't want you missing the festival simply just to be here with me. It can't be fun just watching someone lay in a bed. " She pulled the blanket closer and tilted her head to gaze at Lysander. " And you look exhausted... " Her voice dropped to a more delicate and concerned tone as she looked him over more closely now, noticing the lack of sleep. " You can get on the bed and take a nap, I'll even share the pillow. " Sora offered, scooting over to make more room. She wasn't too concerned with what Maya or Clair would think on the matter of them laying in the same bed, he looked tired and she just wanted him to be able to get some well needed rest.
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