[center][h2][color=#b3ccff]Esben Matthiassen[/color][/h2][/center]
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Esben grunted, stretching once before rolling out of the bed he'd been given. Alongside Rudolf, he'd been one of those [i]least[/i] wounded in the fight, and had staved off the complete exhaustion until Goug and the villagers came out to get them all carried inside. In the time since, other than summoning Eos and Selene back as soon as he was able, he'd been doing little more than trying to relax and checking in on the others. It was a bit surreal, seeing most of them still recuperating and unconscious while he was up and about, given how, as things went, usually it seemed to go the other way around...

Pulling on a some simple clothes lent by the village headman, he left the room he'd been put up in to wander down the hall. He could hear Eos and Selene buzzing from room to room, where they'd been helping the local healer as much as possible—which meant just as much that they were freeing the healer and his apprentices up to take care of their wounded villagers as well as directly helping him with the Kirins. He'd heard some of them come by earlier in the morning, changing bandages, applying poultices; but with Eos and Selene there, they were just as quickly out amongst their own again.

He'd overheard them talking about some of the damage the town had sustained as well. The actual inn they had would need some repair and rennovation after the attack, though the damage wasn't terrible and the headman's home had [i]been[/i] the inn in years past, anyways, so it wasn't an issue to use it as such for the time being. The healer's sickbeds were taken up by the more wounded of the villagers, those who'd been harmed by the beasts or struck by the Behemoth's lesser meteor shower.

Luckily for them, though, outright losses were minimal, and the damages to the town buildings could all be quickly repaired. They'd been given quite the break when the Kirins came to their aid. They'd already cleared away most of the corpses, as well, other than the Behemoth's own. He glanced out a window and saw Rudolf walking down the road towards it just outside of town. With his arm still in a sling, no less. [color=#b3ccff]"Can't wait, can you?"[/color] he muttered to himself. [color=#b3ccff]"I said I'd help, but you should at least give your arm more time to heal..."[/color]

He shook his head and continued along. The Kirins had been placed on either side of the headman's house—himself, Rudolf, Galahad, and a room for Goug if the Moogle wanted it on the east, Izayoi, Chisato, Miina, and Éliane on the west. He crossed the foyer, Eos and Selene finally noticing him and coming to hover next to him, stepped into the next hallway—

[color=#b3ccff]"Ah. Miina."[/color]

And deftly stepped out of the way of a thrust-open door before he could risk having his nose broken a second time. The little red mage looked a bit more disheveled than usual, between everything that had been happening to them, the time she'd spent resting, and the arm that hung limply at her side. He spared one obvious glance at it, before his eyes rose back up to meet hers. [color=#b3ccff]"I hope you're not planning on doing [i]too[/i] much right now. I'd hate to have to put you back to bed."[/color]