and, michael, you would fall
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"Spacetime."

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“What…part?”

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He considers this.

 

 

"...space."

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“Well — uh — I can come over there.”

He sets down his tea very carefully and begins the process of disentangling himself from the cloth wrapping his body.

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They step quickly towards him and stick an arm out, barring him from getting up under any circumstances.

"None of that - you were so excited about life a minute ago, do you really want to bleed out now? And spaceman, do I need to drag you down by your beleaguered boyfriend or are you going to work out the Einstein stuff yourself? I'm not letting him up in his condition, I've seen broken ribs before but his damn sternum's half-floated!"

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"Trying."

He's not moving.

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He will, reluctantly, remain seated.

"...pretty sure he's not an alien."

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They walk over to the purported non-alien and give him a tug like before.

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As before, this succeeds at causing him to stumble in the right direction.

When he's in arm's reach of the beleaguered boyfriend, he immediately has a hand on his wrist.

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This means that a tug should get him down on the couch.

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He attempts to avoid falling onto the pearl of great price.

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They firmly grasp him around the shoulders and guide him down beside their very broken patient.

"Do you have allergies to any medication? I'd like to test your lung capacity, but you need some painkillers first."

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"I don't think I know that. Should I know that?"

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"Uh — no, I don't...think so? I don't need painkillers."

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"You sure about that there, bud? You're taking some very shallow breaths."

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“Yeah, and when the adrenaline wears off it’s gonna be awesome,” he says, dreamily.

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"...Fine. Take a deep breath for me, slowly now."

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"That's deep enough, hold." They prod the area a little, feeling for breaks.

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They can feel it flex alarmingly. "That's at least two broken ribs."

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"Broken?" he asks, alarmed.

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They shrug. "Reckon it hurt. Ya know, when he fell from heaven."

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"He's broken? Can you fix him?"

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They give him an "are-you-serious" look. "Ribs broken. They'll take their own time."

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