[Sonic's experiencing things in short bursts, what with the poison making his mind hazy. He feels Metal's grip tighten on him, and he blinks, he's sure he blinked (he fell asleep briefly), and he's suddenly in an apartment and it's...cozy, almost. Warm. Maybe that's the blankets and pillows keeping his head propped up while Sonic's unfocused gaze looks around the very plain apartment he's found himself in. He's almost wondering if this is what passes for a hospital around here, until his eyes dart toward some metal parts and...oh.
This is where Metal lives.
...It isn't the coziest place on Ellipsa, but then again, Sonic's apartment isn't decorated to his liking yet either. Maybe he'll have to see if he can bully Metal into making this place his own. His breathing is labored, but he at least registers Metal's words when his metal counterpart speaks up, and while he doesn't nod his head, he at least responds.]
Wouldn't dream of it...
[The words are unfocused, and Sonic swears that he blinks again (it's yet another small nap) and there's a doctor looking over him, chuckling a bit when Sonic himself wakes up. Say what one will, but this guy's got good bedside manner; he's at least able to keep Sonic awake and talking, and while the hedgehog's barely coherent, he at least gets to know the guy, who seems happy to have someone more personable to talk to. He introduces himself as Doctor Weissman; a name Sonic chuckles at a bit, explaining to the doctor about the other doctor he knows of back home. Incoherently, yes, but it's good conversation as the doctor works at treating the wounds he's sustained. Sonic himself doesn't know the extent of how bad it is, but the doctor's good at assuring him he'll just need some time to recover, especially once Metal gets back.
...In fact, Metal might be able to hear the two of them talking, once he's back in hearing distance of the two of them.]
You speak very highly of the other...hedgehog, who brought me to you. Are the two of you friends?
[Sonic chuckles a bit, coughing just a tiny bit while the doctor tells him not to strain himself too much.] Eh...I wouldn't call us that. He's...more like a rival, I guess...?
Oh? How so?
He...pushes me, to better myself. Makes me...wanna get better, you know? Faster. Stronger. He's the kinda guy...I wanna keep competing against. He keeps me on my toes, y'know...?
I see...he was rather intense about ensuring that you got the best care possible. I take it that he sees you the same way, then.
[Sonic considers that, for a moment, and the words that come out next almost seem...hesitant?]
...I don't know what's going...through that guy's mind. Not really, anyway. Guy's pretty hard to read. [...] He's...not a bad guy, though. Little intense, but he's real smart and...knows what he's doing. I think he's...trying to find his place, kinda. It's a long story.
...Guy's really not a bad friend, though, even if...it's just me who thinks that. Just don't...go telling him I said that, yeah...?
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This is where Metal lives.
...It isn't the coziest place on Ellipsa, but then again, Sonic's apartment isn't decorated to his liking yet either. Maybe he'll have to see if he can bully Metal into making this place his own. His breathing is labored, but he at least registers Metal's words when his metal counterpart speaks up, and while he doesn't nod his head, he at least responds.]
Wouldn't dream of it...
[The words are unfocused, and Sonic swears that he blinks again (it's yet another small nap) and there's a doctor looking over him, chuckling a bit when Sonic himself wakes up. Say what one will, but this guy's got good bedside manner; he's at least able to keep Sonic awake and talking, and while the hedgehog's barely coherent, he at least gets to know the guy, who seems happy to have someone more personable to talk to. He introduces himself as Doctor Weissman; a name Sonic chuckles at a bit, explaining to the doctor about the other doctor he knows of back home. Incoherently, yes, but it's good conversation as the doctor works at treating the wounds he's sustained. Sonic himself doesn't know the extent of how bad it is, but the doctor's good at assuring him he'll just need some time to recover, especially once Metal gets back.
...In fact, Metal might be able to hear the two of them talking, once he's back in hearing distance of the two of them.]
You speak very highly of the other...hedgehog, who brought me to you. Are the two of you friends?
[Sonic chuckles a bit, coughing just a tiny bit while the doctor tells him not to strain himself too much.] Eh...I wouldn't call us that. He's...more like a rival, I guess...?
Oh? How so?
He...pushes me, to better myself. Makes me...wanna get better, you know? Faster. Stronger. He's the kinda guy...I wanna keep competing against. He keeps me on my toes, y'know...?
I see...he was rather intense about ensuring that you got the best care possible. I take it that he sees you the same way, then.
[Sonic considers that, for a moment, and the words that come out next almost seem...hesitant?]
...I don't know what's going...through that guy's mind. Not really, anyway. Guy's pretty hard to read. [...] He's...not a bad guy, though. Little intense, but he's real smart and...knows what he's doing. I think he's...trying to find his place, kinda. It's a long story.
...Guy's really not a bad friend, though, even if...it's just me who thinks that. Just don't...go telling him I said that, yeah...?
Of course not, Sonic. That can stay between us.
Heh. Right on. Thanks for this...