[He sighs, thankful that Rin can't really hear that through the text. It was worth a try, half-hearted and obvious as it may have been. Was.]
Apartment building on the edge of the disaster, I think. Hold on.
[And wow, because technology is a marvelous thing, he's just going to send over what amounts to GPS tracking. Easier that than trying to wander around, looking for a physical address.
He'll claim the injuries are minor, calm your business, Rin. (And maybe, when he's used to seeing worse, they constitute.) He'd gotten hit in the forehead with a ceiling beam that ended up crashing through without warning, and may end up with a concussion later, though the superficial cut takes more precedent. He has various bruises, some darker and angrier than others, but nothing that'll scar. He hasn't noticed the slight limp, but it'll be visible when he moves; it's harder to discern when he's still picking his way through the rubble.
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Was.]Apartment building on the edge of the disaster, I think. Hold on.
[And wow, because technology is a marvelous thing, he's just going to send over what amounts to GPS tracking. Easier that than trying to wander around, looking for a physical address.
He'll claim the injuries are minor, calm your business, Rin. (And maybe, when he's used to seeing worse, they constitute.) He'd gotten hit in the forehead with a ceiling beam that ended up crashing through without warning, and may end up with a concussion later, though the superficial cut takes more precedent. He has various bruises, some darker and angrier than others, but nothing that'll scar. He hasn't noticed the slight limp, but it'll be visible when he moves; it's harder to discern when he's still picking his way through the rubble.
BUT HE'S FINE, RIN, DON'T FREAK OUT.]