Baze snorts. "Of course you weren't," he says, giving Chirrut's hand a squeeze. "You never listen. It's why I have to pull your impulsive ass out of trouble all the time."
Baze cups his elbow again, and asks the food stall runners for directions to the medbay. The huge man leads the smaller one towards the room, describing the various plants and species they run into along the way.
When Baze finally steers them into the medbay, he guides Chirrut to a bed and pats it, intending to have him sit down. The scents of bacta and disinfectant permeate the room like a miasma.
"Here, let's get checked out. I assume you're not hurt?" Baze says, nudging Chirrut's shoulder, and hiding his twinge of panic at the thought.
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Date: 2017-04-01 07:24 am (UTC)Baze cups his elbow again, and asks the food stall runners for directions to the medbay. The huge man leads the smaller one towards the room, describing the various plants and species they run into along the way.
When Baze finally steers them into the medbay, he guides Chirrut to a bed and pats it, intending to have him sit down. The scents of bacta and disinfectant permeate the room like a miasma.
"Here, let's get checked out. I assume you're not hurt?" Baze says, nudging Chirrut's shoulder, and hiding his twinge of panic at the thought.