[ Daseul does know well that there's a lot of people who could help heal him up, but he also doesn't much want to explain to anyone what happened, or have prying eyes or questions or worse- worry- about his poor decisions. Like his hand, still scarred but healing well, he'd rather keep it to himself.
He finds some comfortable seats near the center, with neatly folded blankets and wide, fluffy cushions, gesturing to her to sit first. ]
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He finds some comfortable seats near the center, with neatly folded blankets and wide, fluffy cushions, gesturing to her to sit first. ]