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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“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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“The Host would advise Edward to take a vacation, before he’ll be forced to. The Host wouldn’t mind spending more time with his friend, and would even invite him to his room during a broadcast, if he wishes to listen and watch. The Host is very glad Edward likes his shows, it is nice to know someone does. Not all of the listeners are exceptionally happy if their fate is revealed to them, or changed. Not that Host does that every show, but still.”, Host was falling into his more narrative speaking, except of simply answering or replying. It was nothing he was consciously aware of though, it just happened.

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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“The Host assures Edward it’s okay. It isn’t as bad, having my eyes bandaged. It keeps sight away, though not always sounds. Feelings. It isn’t quite as bad when the Host is with someone else, an anchor to this reality. It can break when he sees, but it’s usually fine.”, Host said and shrugged lightly. He didn’t mind Edward assuming, what else would he have done after all? He hadn’t known after all.

“The Host’s work is going along fine. He writes his shows, and notes, and enjoys broadcasting and recording them.”, he smiled lightly. It was really nice, and Host enjoyed it. It was no wonder he was barely in his room, but rather in his room where he broadcasted.

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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"The Host understands. Being awake so early isn’t good for either of the men sitting here, but neither can really change it. Either work or insomnia keeps the Host up, and it isn’t too different for the doctor either.”, Host hummed softly, drinking from his tea. It fit wonderfully to the sweet tea.

“The Host’s so called power isn’t like what Marvin possesses. He uses what anyone would define as magic, while the Host doesn’t. He doesn’t see the future or anything alike as someone would assume from a magic user, a fortune teller. The Host’s powers are nothing that can be trained. They’re there, like an illness, and have to be lived with. You cannot control something like that.”, Host frowned. He never thought about his “powers” having to be trained. Why? He could use them just fine, but that didn’t mean they didn’t have side effects. They were a part of him, like his anemia was, like anything else he was.

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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“The Host would like to remind Edward that tea also contains caffeine, and if done correctly can be just as boosting as coffee.”, Host hummed, never minding what Edward preferred or didn’t. He usually only drank tea for it’s calming effects, and taste.

He did reach for one of the treats, fingers careful as he grabbed one. He smiled lightly at the compliment, thanking Edward softly.

“The Host has been mostly fine. He would feel better if he hadn’t all these visions, though he cannot change how his ” powers" work. He is at least glad he isn’t one of his alternative versions.“, Host replied then, before taking a bite. He hummed at the pleasant taste.

"The Host compliments Edward for the food, and thanks him for making him something. He smiled lightly at the other, glad not to be alone, but in the presence of someone he likes.”

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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“The Host wouldn’t mind staying here, unless Edward would prefer to go somewhere else.”, Host replied, hands wrapped around his mug to keep them warm. He liked having warm hands, mostly since he was usually pretty cold. It was just his luck being underweight and having anemia.

He did want to try one of the sweet treats Edward had made though. They smelled nice, and of what his narrations told him, would be quite good tasting as well.

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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Host settled at the kitchen table, opting to watch Edward as he quietly narrated, even with his blindfolded gaze. Just hearing someone else closeby was nice, a comfort. Of where he was, and how this reality was like. Should be like. He liked this reality quite a lot, especially since he knew a lot of others he’d never want to be in.

“The Host doesn’t have a preference. Though he’d suggest either small sandwiches or something sweet, so he can make a fitting tea.”, he replied. He did like tea quite a lot, though didn’t mind coffee 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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“The Host will make sure to meet with Edward in the kitchen.”, Host replied and nodded, taking the box from the other. “He thanks Edward for giving him the requested bandages, before letting the doctor leave the room. Host idly followed him out, closing the door behind himself, before making his way to his room.”.

Host continued softly narrating as he walked down the hall, glad that everything had gone over so smoothly. Once in his room, he set the container down on his dresser, picking a few rolls of bandages out to put into his coat’s pockets, before making his way back out and to the kitchen.

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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“The Host would like to stay in.”, Host replied. He didn’t like to go out anyways, since his appearance unsettled other people naturally, and he didn’t like the endless possibilities and amount of people and narration being outside brought with it. He didn’t mind going to deserted places though, like a forest or alike. It was why he preferred the very early morning hours, when no one was awake yet, usually even before the sun rose.

“The Host would like to pack some bandages before they go, though, so he won’t forget. He doesn’t like his bandages to get too bloody and not being able to replace them, when he needs to.”, he remembered, though he knew Edward had already grabbed the extra bandages for him.

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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Host smiled softly at Edward’s words. It was comforting, even though he wasn’t sure if his mind got stuck somewhere else, anyone could help him. It was nice to think they’d try, though. He wouldn’t ask for more.

“The Host doesn’t mind if Edward wants to touch him, as long as he tells him he wants to, or asks.”, Host hummed, fingers idly playing with the buttons on his coat. He was never good keeping his hands still for long, but had never had the time to find a suitable stimming toy to satisfy his fingers.

“The Host has nothing special in mind, though he wouldn’t disagree to have some lunch with Edward, if the other would like to go eat something.”, he smiled lightly, never being fully sure how much he knew because the other person had said it or because of his narrations. So he tried to decide on his own what was best to talk about, spoken aloud previously or not.