out of season

Beat sat still and let the two healers do what needed to be done. Theory questioned Lyric and gave instruction while his brother simply stayed quiet and listened. Wait, moss and wool? Shoved in a hole in his shoulder? Wouldn't that be... itchy? But really, what did he know? Beat knew how to get hurt, apparently. And he knew to go to healers afterwards. If Theory wanted to stuff him full of things, then she could go ahead and do so.

Beat blinked at Theory as she explained the healing process. A whole week? He'd have to sit still for a whole week? Well... he wasn't sure if he could do that. Beat was an active kind of guy. He always wanted to be on the move. A week would be very difficult.

Soon Theory's bird returned and she asked Lyric to clean the wound. Beat continued to sit still, letting the healers do whatever. He just hoped that Lyric wouldn't have to go poking around in his shoulder hole.