Sounds like I should have brought the painkillers after all.
[ He did not which is a reasonable precaution in a 'prison' environment. On the other hand? He listened to the request of the patient. So the Dark Urge only has himself to blame?
A study of what can be seen of Vincent's features could reveal a lot. While it's unclear if some of the typical signs of fatigue- paler features for example as he is already very pale- would be clear, there probably are small signs around his eyes that he is weary.
Still it is definitely not on the level of someone that suffered a death or even a person who hasn't even tried to get rest. Despite the events and the cleanup necessities of the aftermath, it does appear the man either has a fair bit of stamina or has the sense to take small breaks from time to time. ]
Wouldn't have offered if it was.
[ The apathy, the indifference. A person at work who might have had an unusually long shift and not the best people skills, but definitely a far cry from someone who just suffered what, for most people, should have been the ripping, bleeding scars of every intense, sleepless personal trauma one could imagine brought to life.
Vincent had started to turn away, likely to just... go fetch the cleaning tools needed to come back and get that over with, but then he pauses and looks at the child of Bhaal. ]
[It'll serve as a good reminder not to let this happen again. In any case, he's tracking its intensity and when it starts to diminish, and he won't be able to take accurate notes with painkillers.
By the standards set by the state of everyone else, Vincent is immaculate. But Durge still notes the smudges of fatigue around his eyes, faint but present. Maybe a little pallid too, though it's hard to tell with his usual complexion being so pale.
There are a lot of answers he could give to Vincent's question, and few of them pleasant. But he opts for delicacy:]
Medical personnel have the tendency to overwork themselves, particularly during disaster. And while you seem to have remarkable endurance, if your time spent assisting me here would be better spent grabbing some rest, I'm sure I could manage the cleaning myself eventually.
[He smiles, warm and pleasant. And there's absolutely nothing deceptive about it, promise.]
I've been pacing myself. But no need to worry on my account. You're my last stop for a while.
[ Primarily because Vincent knows he needs to get himself a nap in before he goes to track down Aerith and make sure she is getting a rest break.
There's some nuance to his response. Most people might be expressing an undercurrent of gratitude for the concern about then. Vincent appears to have the presence of a man is a lot more practical in times of crisis. And that comment about pacing himself? Probably had more nuance than just the flow of work in the aftermath of the events that consumed the last week or so of the Barge's daily routine. ]
Hope you weren't under the impression that I was sticking around after cleaning up the blood.
[ That sort of thing is just being practical. The half elf can clean his own cabin in his own time. This man is definitely not the type to play nurse. Definitely not for a stranger. ]
[Durge raises his hands to emphasize his refusal.]
Oh, no, not at all. I would rather you used that time to rest and tend to those with greater need.
[He's never had a nurse before and he doesn't intend to have one now. It's a little beneath a Bhaalspawn. He's endured much, much worse than this without any sort of assistance, up to and including evisceration, so the medicine is more a matter of want than need. Repeatedly vomiting up food after not eating for several days is just unpleasant enough to allow for some concessions.
His hands drop.]
If I find myself well enough, I hope to join you soon. But I'm not sure how long these tolls tend to last.
[ There'll be no argument on Vincent's part. In fact, it makes it easier on him that the Dark Urge is so self-sufficient as to not insist. ]
Not really sure myself.
[ Vincent hadn't looked into it. A decision he will probably rectify for the future now it is clear a catastrophe of this size can occur. ...At least there's a lot of first hand examples he can observe?
You know. Silver linings and all. ]
Do as you please.
[ It really isn't Vincent's job to dictate what the half-elf does and does not do to maximize his recovery. Such is the impression his words give. And maybe just a little acknowledgement that the Dark Urge seems more than capable of understanding his limits.
Not one for lingering, this time Vincent does leave the room; though he'll return with what's needed to take care of the bloodstains and anything else he might have noticed should not wait for the room's occupant to be able to pick up after himself. It's within that time there might be room for further conversation.
It may be an interesting process to watch though; by all accounts a person working in the medical profession, even inventory, should understand how to clean up blood. But there is a thoroughness that suggests he's very accustomed to it. Methodical, thorough; and without some form of divine or arcane way to scry into the past, very unlikely for someone to discover there was ever any suspicious stains there at all.
But it's fine. Surely in a place like the Barge, he's had plenty of opportunities to practice... the thorough elimination of evidence. ]
no subject
[ He did not which is a reasonable precaution in a 'prison' environment. On the other hand? He listened to the request of the patient. So the Dark Urge only has himself to blame?
A study of what can be seen of Vincent's features could reveal a lot. While it's unclear if some of the typical signs of fatigue- paler features for example as he is already very pale- would be clear, there probably are small signs around his eyes that he is weary.
Still it is definitely not on the level of someone that suffered a death or even a person who hasn't even tried to get rest. Despite the events and the cleanup necessities of the aftermath, it does appear the man either has a fair bit of stamina or has the sense to take small breaks from time to time. ]
Wouldn't have offered if it was.
[ The apathy, the indifference. A person at work who might have had an unusually long shift and not the best people skills, but definitely a far cry from someone who just suffered what, for most people, should have been the ripping, bleeding scars of every intense, sleepless personal trauma one could imagine brought to life.
Vincent had started to turn away, likely to just... go fetch the cleaning tools needed to come back and get that over with, but then he pauses and looks at the child of Bhaal. ]
What?
no subject
I'm managing.
[It'll serve as a good reminder not to let this happen again. In any case, he's tracking its intensity and when it starts to diminish, and he won't be able to take accurate notes with painkillers.
By the standards set by the state of everyone else, Vincent is immaculate. But Durge still notes the smudges of fatigue around his eyes, faint but present. Maybe a little pallid too, though it's hard to tell with his usual complexion being so pale.
There are a lot of answers he could give to Vincent's question, and few of them pleasant. But he opts for delicacy:]
Medical personnel have the tendency to overwork themselves, particularly during disaster. And while you seem to have remarkable endurance, if your time spent assisting me here would be better spent grabbing some rest, I'm sure I could manage the cleaning myself eventually.
[He smiles, warm and pleasant. And there's absolutely nothing deceptive about it, promise.]
no subject
I've been pacing myself. But no need to worry on my account. You're my last stop for a while.
[ Primarily because Vincent knows he needs to get himself a nap in before he goes to track down Aerith and make sure she is getting a rest break.
There's some nuance to his response. Most people might be expressing an undercurrent of gratitude for the concern about then. Vincent appears to have the presence of a man is a lot more practical in times of crisis. And that comment about pacing himself? Probably had more nuance than just the flow of work in the aftermath of the events that consumed the last week or so of the Barge's daily routine. ]
Hope you weren't under the impression that I was sticking around after cleaning up the blood.
[ That sort of thing is just being practical. The half elf can clean his own cabin in his own time. This man is definitely not the type to play nurse. Definitely not for a stranger. ]
no subject
Oh, no, not at all. I would rather you used that time to rest and tend to those with greater need.
[He's never had a nurse before and he doesn't intend to have one now. It's a little beneath a Bhaalspawn. He's endured much, much worse than this without any sort of assistance, up to and including evisceration, so the medicine is more a matter of want than need. Repeatedly vomiting up food after not eating for several days is just unpleasant enough to allow for some concessions.
His hands drop.]
If I find myself well enough, I hope to join you soon. But I'm not sure how long these tolls tend to last.
no subject
Not really sure myself.
[ Vincent hadn't looked into it. A decision he will probably rectify for the future now it is clear a catastrophe of this size can occur. ...At least there's a lot of first hand examples he can observe?
You know. Silver linings and all. ]
Do as you please.
[ It really isn't Vincent's job to dictate what the half-elf does and does not do to maximize his recovery. Such is the impression his words give. And maybe just a little acknowledgement that the Dark Urge seems more than capable of understanding his limits.
Not one for lingering, this time Vincent does leave the room; though he'll return with what's needed to take care of the bloodstains and anything else he might have noticed should not wait for the room's occupant to be able to pick up after himself. It's within that time there might be room for further conversation.
It may be an interesting process to watch though; by all accounts a person working in the medical profession, even inventory, should understand how to clean up blood. But there is a thoroughness that suggests he's very accustomed to it. Methodical, thorough; and without some form of divine or arcane way to scry into the past, very unlikely for someone to discover there was ever any suspicious stains there at all.
But it's fine. Surely in a place like the Barge, he's had plenty of opportunities to practice... the thorough elimination of evidence. ]