"I believe it was shortly after I left. Maybe within a century or two if I recall the encyclopedia correctly. I spent over a year, almost two, getting here to Europe. At that time, it was difficult to get news of the East." He smiled softly and turned Silvio's hand over, giving a little pat. "It's a little easier now. People have drawn maps and written histories of the whole world!"
"It's definitely easier these days." Not completely easy due to conflicts in the world and so on. But a lot easier to be sure. "I'm glad you have access to that stuff now. So you can learn what happened to where you came from."
"I used to be very interested in what was happening there, but the longer I was away..." He paused to wet his lips, breathing out softly. "When news was over a year old by the time it got to me, it stopped feeling important. I've spent more time here in Europe than I have in my homeland."
"I like that you've been here though. It meant I got to make a new friend." One who didn't mind that he was weak and fragile right now. Who was willing to help nurse him back to health.
"I think I want to try sleeping a little. You're welcome to stay though. The company is nice."
"I brought something to read," he said with a smile, his way of assuring Silvio he would, indeed, stay. "I'll be here until you ask me to take my leave."
"Sounds...really good actually." He smiled at him then shifted so he could settle down to sleep. Honestly he just passed out rather than drifting off, his body too exhausted and needing to heal. But being able to smell his new friend there brought comfort and he was able to sleep for hours peacefully.
He'd known that he was lonely but he hadn't realized how badly he'd needed a friend in this past decade. Now that he had one again he could hardly believe how good it felt.
There's no problem staying. His day is clear. He'd already squared away what needed doing before coming to check in on Silvio. So, Su-jin had nothing to keep him from staying at his new friend's side. He'll be there, reading until Silvio wakes.
Su-jin would find that Silvio slept hard until it was well into the night before he stirred again. His body had a lot of recovery to do, after all. When he did wake up it was with a pained groan as he shifted, confused for a moment that he wasn't in the basement or on the forest floor. And that he smelled...
Right Su-jin was there. Silvio shifted to try and sit up then, grinding his teeth together as he did.
Hearing Silvio shift, Su-jin set his book aside. "Let me help you," he offered gently. But he waited for Silvio's permission before making any move to lay hands on him.
Nodding, he waited until he felt those powerful hands on him before trying again. It was easier with help but even then he was still left panting as he leaned back against the headboard. Pushing a hand through his hair, he turned his head toward Su-jin. "Thanks."
"Same as last time or do you need more?" He remembers the dose Silvio took before. But with the effects of the moon and his transformation in play, Su-jin wonders if he might not need more.
"More. Please." His entire body hurt so badly that he was sure that he might need the whole bottle this time. It would be enough to easily kill a human ten times over but werewolves could handle it easily. In fact they needed that much for their more extreme pains.
"I'll be back," he assures. He figures Silvio keeps a supply of medicine, but Su-jin brought more with his supplies, just in case. So he fetches the bottle from his things and returns almost as silently as he'd left. However supernaturally light his footfalls, Su-jin knows a wolf would hear them. And Silvio in his own territory, in such a state, was probably hypervigilant without it being purposeful. He stopped off to get a glass of water for Silvio, as well.
Returning to sit at the edge of the bed, he presses the bottle into the wolf's hand. "I brought something to drink, too. Is there anything else? Are you hungry?"
He heard Su-jin leave and he heard him come back. As he got closer, he held out his hand to accept the bottle, nodding his thanks before opening it up and downing the entire thing in one go. It was bitter as hell and he coughed after he finished, grateful for the water after.
Once Su-jin handed him that next, he took slow sips to clear the taste from his mouth. "Something to eat sounds amazing."
He understood that Silvio's metabolism worked differently than a regular human's -- that much was evidenced by how much of the medicine he needed for any relief at all. But he worried what effect so much of it would have on the poor wolf's stomach.
"Is noodle soup okay?" It was light enough that he could keep it down in spite of pain and whatever effects the drugs might have. But the noodles would be filling enough to help keep his stomach from getting upset. A stew would be better, but that would take much longer.
"Could you make sure there's some meat in there too? If you don't mind?" His body was craving it right now. Something gentler was definitely helping his recovery but he figured a little meat wouldn't hurt. If he was craving it then he probably needed it at this point.
"It doesn't have to be much. I'm just hungry for it."
"That's not a problem," he assured. A little shredded chicken couldn't hurt too much, right? And the protein would aid Silvio in getting his strength back. He brought groceries with him, including some things for a soup... about the only thing he really knew how to cook after all these years.
"Will be alright alone for a while?" If not, he could always call after Su-jin if he needed or wanted something.
He smiled at him then let himself lean back. It was nice having the company but he could handle a few minutes on his own. "Usually I'd be struggling to get out into the woods to hope something will practically dive into my mouth. This is nice."
"Alright." He laid a gentle hand on Silvio's shoulder, squeezing very softly before getting up to take his leave to the kitchen. He wouldn't be terribly long, but he still added, "Call if you need me," before padding out of the room as quietly as he could manage.
If there's something other than food that Silvio needed, it was rest. Su-jin was hardly going to rob him of that by being needlessly noisy. So, even with some distance between them, Su-jin was careful and quiet. If Silvio happened to nod off before he came back with the soup, that would be fine. Su-jin will give him a light nudge to wake him for his meal.
He nodded that he would then closed his eyes to let himself relax. It was honestly nice hearing Su-jin move throughout the house, to follow his steps and find out what he was doing. Silvio liked it a lot. Loved it even. He smiled as he waited, not drifting off for right now but just enjoying the feeling of someone else being there for a bit.
A good soup takes time, but no one ever accused Su-jin of being a good cook. Especially when he himself hasn't had to eat food or feed someone for centuries. When he's done, it will be hot and safely edible, but that's about it. When Su-jin returns with the bowl, be sits down on the side of the bed, holding it out to his friend.
"There's chicken in it." Though, Silvio could probably smell that.
Sure it wasn't gourmet but it didn't have to be. Silvio didn't live that kind of life anyway. Edible was all he really needed and he was happy to enjoy the benefits of the soup restoring him as he took little bites of it. The chicken especially made him groan with appreciation, his body craving it the most.
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"I think I want to try sleeping a little. You're welcome to stay though. The company is nice."
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He'd known that he was lonely but he hadn't realized how badly he'd needed a friend in this past decade. Now that he had one again he could hardly believe how good it felt.
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Right Su-jin was there. Silvio shifted to try and sit up then, grinding his teeth together as he did.
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"Thanks."
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Returning to sit at the edge of the bed, he presses the bottle into the wolf's hand. "I brought something to drink, too. Is there anything else? Are you hungry?"
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Once Su-jin handed him that next, he took slow sips to clear the taste from his mouth. "Something to eat sounds amazing."
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"Is noodle soup okay?" It was light enough that he could keep it down in spite of pain and whatever effects the drugs might have. But the noodles would be filling enough to help keep his stomach from getting upset. A stew would be better, but that would take much longer.
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"It doesn't have to be much. I'm just hungry for it."
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"Will be alright alone for a while?" If not, he could always call after Su-jin if he needed or wanted something.
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He smiled at him then let himself lean back. It was nice having the company but he could handle a few minutes on his own. "Usually I'd be struggling to get out into the woods to hope something will practically dive into my mouth. This is nice."
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If there's something other than food that Silvio needed, it was rest. Su-jin was hardly going to rob him of that by being needlessly noisy. So, even with some distance between them, Su-jin was careful and quiet. If Silvio happened to nod off before he came back with the soup, that would be fine. Su-jin will give him a light nudge to wake him for his meal.
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"There's chicken in it." Though, Silvio could probably smell that.
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Sure it wasn't gourmet but it didn't have to be. Silvio didn't live that kind of life anyway. Edible was all he really needed and he was happy to enjoy the benefits of the soup restoring him as he took little bites of it. The chicken especially made him groan with appreciation, his body craving it the most.
"It's good."
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"I'm glad it's edible. I don't cook often. Neither my partner nor I require that sort of sustenance."
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