Although it wasn’t all that obvious. Host had been a lovely influence on the doctor of late. Keeping him from his work and going out a tad more. Granted he still worked far too much, but it was an improvement none the less. This did however mean he’d been prviy to a noticeable slow decline in his friends visits, and just in general seeing him about. His own concern grew, and he simply figured being there when Host needed was all he could do. So here he was. Knocking at his door gently.

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Host’s visions were getting worse. They bothered him a lot more, making him less likely to leave his room. Even his broadcasts suffered from it, becoming less regular.
When Edward knocked on his door, he flinched where he was sitting. His room was messy, and he was sitting in a corner filled with pillows and blankets. He didn’t fancy opening the door, but figured Edward must be worried.
So he crawled out of the pile slowly, getting up and making his way to the door. He hesitated again, before opening it.

“As long as you remember I mean no harm.” He replied. Though it pained him, he understood, Host couldn’t control what he saw.. Even if it wasn’t what was going on in Edwards timeline. “As I said, I’ll be as quick as I can”

He gave Host a moment to be aware he was a out the be touched, and then reached out, very carefully unwinding the old blood soaked bandages from the others head. Proceeding to lift the cool, but not too cold, cloth to his face, and delicately dab away the blood as soon as they were properly removed.

Host nodded lightly. He’d try to keep it in mind, but it was a lot harder than it should be. He knew what he saw was real after all, though not happening to him. He just saw other versions of people and places, and how’d they react to him. Or maybe he was in his version of those realities, but with his current mindset. He didn’t really understand it, honestly.

He winced softly as Edward unwound the bandages. Host had a habit of scratching underneath them when he was nervous and such, which resulted in scratched open skin. He was more worried about opening his eyes, though. He had to, and he couldn’t stop it, so he did. Taking comfort in thankfully seeing his room, his soft pillows, and Edward.

Although it wasn’t all that obvious. Host had been a lovely influence on the doctor of late. Keeping him from his work and going out a tad more. Granted he still worked far too much, but it was an improvement none the less. This did however mean he’d been prviy to a noticeable slow decline in his friends visits, and just in general seeing him about. His own concern grew, and he simply figured being there when Host needed was all he could do. So here he was. Knocking at his door gently.

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Host’s visions were getting worse. They bothered him a lot more, making him less likely to leave his room. Even his broadcasts suffered from it, becoming less regular.
When Edward knocked on his door, he flinched where he was sitting. His room was messy, and he was sitting in a corner filled with pillows and blankets. He didn’t fancy opening the door, but figured Edward must be worried.
So he crawled out of the pile slowly, getting up and making his way to the door. He hesitated again, before opening it.

Host listened to Edward move about, strangely being silent, and not narrating at all. He still seemed mostly aware of where Edward was, and what he was doing though. It was his room after all.

Host nodded lightly. “The Host apologizes if he… may seem scared of the doctor.”, he said quietly. He knew he couldn’t avoid looking at Edward when he changed his bandages and cleaned him up, and he was aware he might not see the concerned look of his friend, but something more hateful, gruesome. Or something else, maybe. He couldn’t know.

Although it wasn’t all that obvious. Host had been a lovely influence on the doctor of late. Keeping him from his work and going out a tad more. Granted he still worked far too much, but it was an improvement none the less. This did however mean he’d been prviy to a noticeable slow decline in his friends visits, and just in general seeing him about. His own concern grew, and he simply figured being there when Host needed was all he could do. So here he was. Knocking at his door gently.

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Host’s visions were getting worse. They bothered him a lot more, making him less likely to leave his room. Even his broadcasts suffered from it, becoming less regular.
When Edward knocked on his door, he flinched where he was sitting. His room was messy, and he was sitting in a corner filled with pillows and blankets. He didn’t fancy opening the door, but figured Edward must be worried.
So he crawled out of the pile slowly, getting up and making his way to the door. He hesitated again, before opening it.

Edward resisted his primary urged to grab the other. His hands moving but not landing on Host. Not wishing to overestimulate or shock him with the touch. He waited on bated breath. Worry bubbling in the pit of his stomach.

“Alright. Why don’t, you get comfortable again, and I’ll get you a cold cloth and we’ll change those bandages.. If you can manage.. I imagine they’re uncomfortable.” Whatever he could offer he would. Hold Host, something, anything. His medical expertise only went so far with Host powers and he could not help the small bubbly of guilt he held when Host had bad days. But this seemed somehow worse then the simple ‘off day’ .

Host just nodded silently, moving away and back into his pile of comfort. In the worst reality, that bothered him the most, there was no soft, no comfort. So he tried his best to bundle into what was really here, and hold on to that. He hoped having Edward here was a good idea, and not something he’d come to regret later on.

He didn’t want to change his bandages, if he was honest, but he knew it would be better. He didn’t like the smell of blood sticking to him either.

Although it wasn’t all that obvious. Host had been a lovely influence on the doctor of late. Keeping him from his work and going out a tad more. Granted he still worked far too much, but it was an improvement none the less. This did however mean he’d been prviy to a noticeable slow decline in his friends visits, and just in general seeing him about. His own concern grew, and he simply figured being there when Host needed was all he could do. So here he was. Knocking at his door gently.

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Host’s visions were getting worse. They bothered him a lot more, making him less likely to leave his room. Even his broadcasts suffered from it, becoming less regular.
When Edward knocked on his door, he flinched where he was sitting. His room was messy, and he was sitting in a corner filled with pillows and blankets. He didn’t fancy opening the door, but figured Edward must be worried.
So he crawled out of the pile slowly, getting up and making his way to the door. He hesitated again, before opening it.

The shudder didn’t go unnoticed under keen doctor eyes. Brow furrowing with further concern. “There is not need to say sorry.” Host went through alot, Edward could never dare blame him for needing his space or actively avoiding him.

“I see.. Would you perhaps like some company?” It was one of few methods he knew to help. To ground Host, distract him from other things. The banagades hadn’t gone unnoticed in the slightest. Next on his list to offer to change as he’d grown used to more consistently offering whenever he could. Iafter all it was hard enough to wrap one’s own head without the things Host faced when they were removed.

Host was quiet for a moment. Trying to think if he wanted company or not. He suddenly flinched back, taking a step back, hands tightening. He needed another moment to breathe, calm down.

“Th-the Host… would like some- some company..”, he answered finally. He didn’t want to be alone, even though he knew it could be bad to have company as well.

Although it wasn’t all that obvious. Host had been a lovely influence on the doctor of late. Keeping him from his work and going out a tad more. Granted he still worked far too much, but it was an improvement none the less. This did however mean he’d been prviy to a noticeable slow decline in his friends visits, and just in general seeing him about. His own concern grew, and he simply figured being there when Host needed was all he could do. So here he was. Knocking at his door gently.

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Host’s visions were getting worse. They bothered him a lot more, making him less likely to leave his room. Even his broadcasts suffered from it, becoming less regular.
When Edward knocked on his door, he flinched where he was sitting. His room was messy, and he was sitting in a corner filled with pillows and blankets. He didn’t fancy opening the door, but figured Edward must be worried.
So he crawled out of the pile slowly, getting up and making his way to the door. He hesitated again, before opening it.

The time it took was concerning that in itself. Fiddling with his fingers as he stood quietly. Listening.

When the door open his breath faintly hitched. Stopping himself from reaching out. Though Host’s face was covered his posture didn’t look all too happy. Edward had gotten moderately good at learning to read it. “Host-.. Are you alright?” The question left his lips rather than the attempted greeting.

Host shifted. He could hear screams from another reality, making him shudder slightly. “The Host apologizes.”, he said, voice quieter than normal. His bandages hadn’t been changed probably since the last time he had been with Edward. He was afraid to take them off. They were bloody and dirty though.

“He’s- his visions are bad. Is all.”, he mumbled. No use lying and worrying Edward more.

Host was out of bandages. He didn’t like it, but somehow he had forgotten to get new ones from the doctor for his coat, so now he didn’t have any more. His bandages were soaked and disgusting, so he had cleaned his face. Forgetting he had no new bandages. He didn’t have anything else to hide his eyes with though, and the little amount of stress caused new bloody tears. He sighed, washing them off before leaving his room. He’d just hurry and hope no one saw.

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Edward was actually leaving his office, off to grab some food no doubt and possibly have a break. However he paused when he saw Host coming quickly down the hallway. The main bit catching his attention was the lack of bandages covering what were once eyes. It was very rare to see the bandages missing, which lead him to feeling concerned.

“Host? Are you alright?” He made sure to announce himself, save the other bumping into him or jumping.

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Edward chuckled. Shaking his head softly. “I won’t be forced to anytime soon..” Unless Host was Implying he’d force him, in which case he’d be hard pressed to sneak under Hosts nose. “I wouldn’t mind hanging with you more, or coming to listen in person, it sounds like quite the privallage.” Perhaps one day off wouldn’t hurt..just for Host. It wasn’t like he was doing too much asides tending regular patients and filling time consuming paper works. “Its not everyone’s taste. But your voice has always held a pleasing range to it..it engages me.” He admits with a soft shrug. Putting more berry filled delight into his mouth.

“If the Host were to force Edward to take a break, the doctor wouldn’t be able to slip back to work without him noticing. The Host would certainly not let him go to work then.”, Host hummed lightly, chuckling softly.

“The Host is glad Edward considers taking a day off to stay with the Host instead. Maybe they could do something else as well, to let the doctor relax from the stress of work and never taking a break. He would like to do something for once, since he is, too, always cooped up inside. Though Host doesn’t quite enjoy being around people, if it’s crowds.”.

Host was out of bandages. He didn’t like it, but somehow he had forgotten to get new ones from the doctor for his coat, so now he didn’t have any more. His bandages were soaked and disgusting, so he had cleaned his face. Forgetting he had no new bandages. He didn’t have anything else to hide his eyes with though, and the little amount of stress caused new bloody tears. He sighed, washing them off before leaving his room. He’d just hurry and hope no one saw.

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Edward was actually leaving his office, off to grab some food no doubt and possibly have a break. However he paused when he saw Host coming quickly down the hallway. The main bit catching his attention was the lack of bandages covering what were once eyes. It was very rare to see the bandages missing, which lead him to feeling concerned.

“Host? Are you alright?” He made sure to announce himself, save the other bumping into him or jumping.

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Edwards cheeks flushed slightly and he nodded. “I don’t wish to intrude is all. If there’s any more I can do, I’m always here.” He did worry for Host greatly. Possibly due to them being closer, but he also did worry for how much Host dealt with. Chewing away his anxiety on his next bite.

“Ofcourse, If its easier you can come by mine whenever it is tomorrow you feel like going, or not at all if you change your mind.” The mention of rest had him considering a nap if he were to take time off early and free up the rest of today. “Have you got much else planned for today?”

“The Host shakes his head lightly as answer. He only had his broadcast to still do in the evening, before trying to get some rest. He wishes to be as rested as possible when he goes out with Edward, if only so he isn’t tired and maybe is able to take his bandages off without having to worry too much about it. Other realities tend to bother Host more when he is tired.”, Host replied, twirling the cup in his hands a little.

“Host is positive he will come to Edward in the morning. He doesn’t really want to come across any of the other egos before they leave, so he hopes Edward is okay if it is rather early in the morning.”.

Host was out of bandages. He didn’t like it, but somehow he had forgotten to get new ones from the doctor for his coat, so now he didn’t have any more. His bandages were soaked and disgusting, so he had cleaned his face. Forgetting he had no new bandages. He didn’t have anything else to hide his eyes with though, and the little amount of stress caused new bloody tears. He sighed, washing them off before leaving his room. He’d just hurry and hope no one saw.

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Edward was actually leaving his office, off to grab some food no doubt and possibly have a break. However he paused when he saw Host coming quickly down the hallway. The main bit catching his attention was the lack of bandages covering what were once eyes. It was very rare to see the bandages missing, which lead him to feeling concerned.

“Host? Are you alright?” He made sure to announce himself, save the other bumping into him or jumping.

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“The Host likes to fill silence with words, though most of the time usually when alone. He really wouldn’t mind continuing to narrate while around Edward either.”, Host hummed, finishing what he had been eating. He never ate a lot, so he was content with just drinking his tea now.

“The Host would be happy to show Edward around the forest. It was his home for the longest of time, and he misses it quite a bit.”.

“Your narration has never annoyed me.” He assured with a nod. Continuing to finish off another triangle while he could. He was well aware his diet was all over the place. But that’s what happens when he favoured work. He had half the mind to remind Host to have something a little more, but he didn’t feel like bringing his profession with them so he rethought it and kept his mouth shut despite his concern. Perhaps Host had eaten earlier anyways.

“It would be a pleasure to see it. Did you want to go today? Or would you rather early tomorrow?” He didn’t want to be too keen, but Host was enticing him.

Host smiled lightly. “Edward’s concern for the Host’s health is alright to have, he assures. Edward is his friend as well as a doctor, it is only natural for a friend to worry about his friend.”, he finished his tea, though continued holding the cup anyways.

“Host would suggest to go tomorrow. He hadn’t rested well, and would feel better if they went in the morning.”, and he had his broadcast as well, though he really wouldn’t mind if he couldn’t do it once either.

Host was out of bandages. He didn’t like it, but somehow he had forgotten to get new ones from the doctor for his coat, so now he didn’t have any more. His bandages were soaked and disgusting, so he had cleaned his face. Forgetting he had no new bandages. He didn’t have anything else to hide his eyes with though, and the little amount of stress caused new bloody tears. He sighed, washing them off before leaving his room. He’d just hurry and hope no one saw.

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Edward was actually leaving his office, off to grab some food no doubt and possibly have a break. However he paused when he saw Host coming quickly down the hallway. The main bit catching his attention was the lack of bandages covering what were once eyes. It was very rare to see the bandages missing, which lead him to feeling concerned.

“Host? Are you alright?” He made sure to announce himself, save the other bumping into him or jumping.

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“The Host likes to fill silence with words, though most of the time usually when alone. He really wouldn’t mind continuing to narrate while around Edward either.”, Host hummed, finishing what he had been eating. He never ate a lot, so he was content with just drinking his tea now.

“The Host would be happy to show Edward around the forest. It was his home for the longest of time, and he misses it quite a bit.”.

Host was out of bandages. He didn’t like it, but somehow he had forgotten to get new ones from the doctor for his coat, so now he didn’t have any more. His bandages were soaked and disgusting, so he had cleaned his face. Forgetting he had no new bandages. He didn’t have anything else to hide his eyes with though, and the little amount of stress caused new bloody tears. He sighed, washing them off before leaving his room. He’d just hurry and hope no one saw.

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Edward was actually leaving his office, off to grab some food no doubt and possibly have a break. However he paused when he saw Host coming quickly down the hallway. The main bit catching his attention was the lack of bandages covering what were once eyes. It was very rare to see the bandages missing, which lead him to feeling concerned.

“Host? Are you alright?” He made sure to announce himself, save the other bumping into him or jumping.

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“Well then, I suppose I’ll be making some calls..” Maybe he’d properly make it worth it and have a handful off. At the very least maybe he could catch up on sleep, and food. Pushing another chunk of treat into his mouth.

“Something quiet and without crowds..” He agreed with a hum and nod. “.. Perhaps we could go to the library? It’s out, and it’s the quietest outside place I know of.”. Well, unless they went to the remote little lake that Edward used to take an occasional lunch break at and feed the ducks, but he wasn’t sure if it’d be all that to sit on the grass and watch water. Unless of course Host told him things, that could be very peaceful actually.

Host hummed softly, narrating quietly as Edward spoke. He listened to him, of course, but his narrating was just something he pretty much always did.

“The Host would like for Edward to take a few days off at the very least. He doesn’t think going to the library would be all that interesting, seeing how Host can’t exactly read. At least he doesn’t want to take off his bandages to read in a public space like a library, with other people there able to see him, and a lot more realities to be inside of.”, Host took another bite of his treat as well, having almost forgotten what he was holding.

“Host would prefer to go on a walk. He doesn’t really care where they go, if Edward wants to go to the lake or if they go through the forest. The Host always enjoyed the forest after all, and wouldn’t mind showing Edward around some. He can also talk to Edward to fill the silence, if he’d like.”.