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[justice_is_blond]

"Colin collapsed," he echoes, mind whirling, trying to keep concern out of his voice. "I'll be right there."

And sure enough, he's knocking at Cyril's door not twenty minutes later. "Cyril? It's me."

[keenly]

By now, Colin is upright and sitting in a chair, elbows on his knees. He glances up at Anders and gives a tiny wave of his hand, looking unhappy and embarrassed.

[samahl]

Cyril lets Anders in and gestures him to where Colin is. He also clasps a hand on Anders' arm as a thank you for getting here so soon and backs off to give the healer space to go to Colin and check him over.

[justice_is_blond]

Anders gives Cyril's hand a pat before he comes over to Colin and kneels next to him. There's wounded pride in the young mage's eyes, which Anders counters with a smile.

"I'm going to cast Creation to see if I can find the source," he explains as if Colin's not a mage before doing so. He'd been called for, after all, and he needs to know if this is a third case.

[keenly]

There's a tiny smile in return, grateful for the discretion. He hasn't told Cyril about being a you-know-what and isn't quite ready to do so.

"I hit my head on the floor," he points out helpfully. "Now I've got a splitting headache." He glances over to Cyril. "I'm sorry about all this."

[samahl]

"You have nothing to apologize for," Cyril replies and he offers Colin an encouraging smile to solidify that idea.

"Would you like some privacy? I can let Anders take over from here and give you both some space?" He doesn't want to overhear anything about Colin's health that he might want to keep private.

[justice_is_blond]

Cyril's questions are for Colin, but Anders will add one more.

"You hit your head after?" he asks for verification, finding that injury and starting to heal it with ease. As he'd suspected, though, there's nothing else wrong. That makes three, and they're tied together only by being mages and Kinloch Hold.

[keenly]

"Yes. When I fell." Colin gives a sigh of relief as the pain in his head ebbs. He offers Cy a fluttering smile. "That's...if it's safe for me to, Anders and I should go. This is your home."

[samahl]

"Is it safe for you to walk?" Cyril asks, frowning a bit. Then he looks at Anders, assuming that Anders will be able to answer that as well.

[justice_is_blond]

His smile turns to a frown as well. Sure, his strength had come back, but he hadn't injured his head. Anders lowers his hand once the head wound is dealt with.

"Stand. If you're steady on your feet, we can go. If you're not, we're going to be imposing on Cyril for a time still." While he wants to talk with Colin about the connections, he's not going to put the young man's health at risk for that.

[keenly]

“I feel fine,” Colin says, standing with no problem. The tone is more puzzled than defensive. “I can go. Sorry to p—“ He stops. Revises. “Thank you, Cyril. Sorry about this again.”

[samahl]

"Again, you've nothing to apologize for. What matters most is that you are well," Cyril answers. If Anders thinks it's okay, he won't put up a fuss and insist that Colin stay. As long as he is well enough to walk, Cyril isn't into the idea of forcing someone to stay.

[justice_is_blond]

He nods his head, conceding. It lines up with his own spell and Inessa's enough that he doesn't feel too concerned now.

"Thank you, Cyril," Anders says as he stands. "Lead on, Colin. I'll walk you wherever you're going."

[keenly]

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