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[twocomplex]

[That's when he looks again and notices his hands.]

Wait, what's happened to your hands? I'm willing to forgive the scratches on your arm, but those are bleeding, Mattias. Do something about it.

[noctiphile]

It's just a spot of blood. The plants fight back! But there's no need to worry.

Besides, I didn't bring a medical kit.

[twocomplex]

Fight back? What does that mean, fight back? No need to worry and you've not bothered to consider your own well-being?

Must I force myself down there to guide sense into you?

[noctiphile]

What does it mean? Well, I thought it was fairly obvious but

[attached: downwards shot of Mattias' body covered in spiked vines]

No need to worry, though! I've got it handled! Besides, I think we both know a trip back to the planet might very well kill you this time.

[twocomplex]

[He's not so noble as to actually consider traveling back to that planet, let alone anywhere near it. But goddess--]

And it seems if I leave you there alone you'll wind up dead yourself. You do realize you just said "No need to worry!" after sending me a picture of yourself covered in those spikes, don't you?

[He's going to have to prepare a medkit for when he returns, isn't he?]

At the very least, let me know what's happening.

[noctiphile]

Well, the vines are constricting. Either trying to suffocate me or cut off my limbs. Possibly both. I've an arm free though! And I'm working on a leg. Should be free in a few minutes.

[twocomplex]

[He actually has to smear a hand down his face before replying to this.]

Goddess. And will they just stop there? If there are vines that can attempt to kill you, who knows what else there may be. How will you sleep at ease?

[noctiphile]

[Sent a few minutes later]

With you by my side, preferably.

I'm free from the vines, by the way. Still searching for samples. I'll be sure to avoid the sharp trees.

[twocomplex]

And caressed by bandages. A lovely image.

But I'm glad to hear it. Keep it that way, would you? Perhaps you should deal with the cliche and enjoy some peaceful flowers.

[noctiphile]

You sound disappointed. Just think. I'll be gift-wrapped for you.

[twocomplex]

I'd prefer if my 'gifts' weren't bleeding or half-conscious. For the record.

Let me see your face.

[noctiphile]

You can't be serious! Now?

[twocomplex]

I'm completely serious! Come on, let me see it.

[noctiphile]

[It takes him like 10 minutes and then:

attached: me1.jpg]

Oh. Wait. No. No, that's the wrong one. Don't look at that one! The angle's all wrong and the lighting. No, no. This one's better.

[attached: betterme.jpg]

[twocomplex]

Not one, but two pictures! I truly am a lucky man. Personally, I prefer the first. It's more natural.

I quite like this, Mattias.

[noctiphile]

What? The picture? You must be joking, my hair's a mess, not to mention my clothes! And there's even a plant behind me that looks like it's exploding from my nose. It's not a flattering picture at all. Delete it, would you?

Hold on. There's more hostile plants up ahead.

[twocomplex]

While that's not quite what I was speaking of, I refuse! I quite like your hair when you're at work.

[It makes him want to mess it up further.]

More, though? Be careful.

[noctiphile]

They're cleared! More are coming, though. I don't think they appreciated my setting their brethren on fire.

[twocomplex]

I find it strange that your continued attempts bring more hostility... Are you certain you should be heading the way you are?

[noctiphile]

Well, I'm far from finished gathering supplies for you.

Although, if you're truly so worried I could come back later. I suppose.

[twocomplex]

You'll need to be alive to gather supplies. It won't be too much trouble to return, will it? I would like to see you, and you can rest.

[noctiphile]

How can I resist such a persuasive argument?

Very well, I'll head back.

[twocomplex]

[He really does want that serum, but it's also nerve-wracking... And besides, Mattias dying would do no good. He doesn't think about the way it pains him.]

It relieves me to hear that. Shall I have something for us to drink? Eat? I can only stare at all of this mapping work for so long.

[He's teasing, mostly. He has been working as hard as he could on his own!! Mattias will be pleased.]

[noctiphile]

You've been working on the map?

[That's... cute.]

Get us some alcohol. And coffee. Oh, and that stuff we got three days ago. You remember that?

[twocomplex]

What kind of man do you take me for? I can't sit back and watch you at work while doing nothing myself. I'm doing what I can.

"That stuff," though, how vague. Luckily, I do know just what you're speaking of. I'll have it all prepared for you, my dear Mattias.