"Still..." The Fae started, staring down fixedly at his hands because he wasn't sure he'd dare look up and meet the Doctor's piercing gaze. For he felt like nothing more than a mere child below that solemn gaze that commanded respect towards authority, and yet had never acted like that or a commander nor like that of a royal as he rightly so had revealed himself to be. The Fae felt even smaller than he usually was beneath the Doctor, every slight reprimand and sage advise making him feel like he really was once more being taught and groomed by his 'father figure'; he used the term 'father' loosely at best. The man was just so casual and natural with the power he held, it seemed more like he should be the Emperor instead of his sibling though Amanti would be remiss to state something as outrageous as that. All the same, he found himself stepping out of place at least mentally ever since he had stepped into the affairs of the Draconian rulers; forming opinions that he shouldn't at all. His main goal seemed so foggy and unclear now, distant...

  He blinked at the sleep blurring his vision. Trying to think positive; perhaps his first day here was just an entire fluke and he had just so coincidentally come at a bad time period. At the very least, he had found one semi-friend, though he was unsure now if the Mer still trusted or would even ever speak to him again. He was not sure if his silence was aimed purposely at him out of some spite or if the creature really was so ill out of water that he had lost his will to speak. 

 So distracted was he within his thoughts, he was able to fall into a long hard silence of contemplation as Lei examined his wound. The Fae wasn't ticklish nor did he mind being prodded at if it was meant for his own good. It wasn't until he heard the creak of the wooden container did his gaze flicker upwards to inquire curiously what the good Doctor was doing now. Something acrid and stinging burned his nostrils as the box was opened, Amanti unable to help but wrinkle his nose up at the unfamiliar scent. He had no qualms that the thick substance would sting even before Lei stated as such. Gearing himself up for the feeling as the substance was swabbed across his leg. 

  Keeping one expectation's high made it so the actual reality of the situation didn't hurt as bad. Biting his lip through the initial bite of the medicine, he felt the numbing effect of the medication starting to take effect afterwards as the bandages were wrapped tightly around his foot, Lei's hands moving too agilely and swift to be any less than that of an experienced practitioner. Amanti couldn't help but wonder if perhaps many of the royal family or guard had to come to him often seeking professional aid for something other than sickness. Certainly Jin Wei seemed to seek him out often even if un-wantingly so as Lei seemed to phrase it. Amanti took from him what he could when he said so later on and questioned no more. 

  "Thank you, perhaps I will seek you in the evening if i can. I hope it will not be too late, at least I hope it will not be as late as we have come to you tonight. I did not even think, but forgive me if i have disturbed your rest." The Fae spoke up as he slowly lifted his foot off the table and gingerly let it rest upon the floor. Not standing as he turned to observe his quieter companion as Lei's attention was turned to him. His own anxiety only growing as Sindre seemed almost completely ignorant and unresponsive. Amanti leaned over the arm of his chair, trying to bend down and peer up into Sindre's face to see if he could discern if the Mer was suffering from the symptoms of homesickness or the exhaustion of a long night or even the pain of his injuries, but before he could, Lei had already caught the creature with the flame. 

  Attentively, Amanti listened to Lei's observations and conclusions, nodding obediently. Because if he didn't listen, he doubted the creature would care to in his despondent state. Watching with a sick feeling in his gut as each shard of glass was slowly plucked from the man's flesh and piled up. Said pile growing higher and higher with each passing second. His second to last nod a little hesitation as Lei ushered them to hurry, biting his tongue, "Yes," He nodded for the last time, "Thank you again, I cannot thank you enough." 

  And before he could finish, Sindre had already stood, prompting the Fae to rush to his own feet even if he had to limp ever so slightly to avoid applying pressure on his newly bandaged wound. He doubted it would hurt too much, however, still feeling a little numb. Thanking the Doctor once more, he rushed over to the Mer's side, eager to  aid him even with his own walking problems. They could lean upon each other, he supposed; a sweet naive little thought. 

 Quick to loop an arm around the man's shoulders and make it so he had to lean his weight upon him and the fae the same to the other. He didn't understand the sudden appearance of functioning limbs, but gigantic fire breathing lizards could become six feet high humanoids, so there was very little to actually question, "It's alright." He said softly, though his plan hadn't quite worked out considering the height difference of the two, but he was trying and they had managed to slowly make their way out of the Doctor's office. Amanti having also taken note of the creature's rumbling stomach, "We'll make it back to my room and I'll fetch fish for you and you can rest in my bed tonight." He hoped he was being reassuring or at least accommodating, but that little hope was dashed at the creature's blunt hiss. 

 Averting his gaze, the Fae's smile wavered and then faded as he went back to biting his lip. His own 'sunny' disposition having long dissipated, replaced once more by the freezing air of nature. His hair stark white in the darkness and his eyes shining silver instead of gold now.

  "I am sorry, I hope we will be able to get you back to the sea by tomorrow, but for now, you'll have to bare with me for what you can. Perhaps you will prefer if I prepare a bath for you to soak in or...sleep in if you want to."

  He tried to fill the silence, uplift the creature's spirit a little or as much as he could. Make the journey back a little less dull, but he found his own voice awkward and almost unwelcome. He could not bare to let them fall into silence though so he hummed when there was nothing to say and hoped out loud that he would not disturb those sleeping with his hushed speech. He couldn't help but feel relief wash over him though as they finally reached his own door. He could still see the faintest stains of ink so he knew it was his door lest the Prince enjoyed splashing ink over other palace doors. 

   "Here, rest a while, I'll be back soon Sindre with your food." He said, pushing open the door and leading them inside. He helped the creature up onto his own bed. 
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  Howling doth goes the wind or perhaps some other prankster of an unseen nature breaking down the Prince's door. Whatever it may be, it carried delightful mischievous laughter upon it's breeze and scratched deeply into the red paint, the shape of a large X across Jin Wei's door like some crude mockery.