NO LIGHT, NO LIGHT / o, joining

[DOKTÈ]

[align=center][div style="width: 500px; text-align: justify; font-size: 9.4pt; line-height: 1.4;"]The kid wasn't one to talk much, was he? Doktè wasn't complaining- far from it really, because much of his time recently had been spent with someone who bounced with too much energy and had far too easy of a time pressing Doktè's buttons. Not that he was complaining about Theo either, because as much as he struggled sometimes to keep up with all the liveliness, he wasn't awful company. Of course, speak of the devil and he shall appear, because in the moment between a reply, the smaller lion was suddenly there, jostling Doktè's shoulder and glancing up at him with that infuriating smirk. The feline scowled, said, "Don't call me that," and recentered his attention on the joiner. He fully intended to answer this time, and opened his mouth for it, but another voice cut across, someone Doktè didn't know -what a surprise- and seemed to have history with Kirishima. Wonderful. He loved reunions.

"Doktè. This is Theo." The lion left the introductions at that and went for his bag, retrieving a small jar with a lid he could easily pop off. "This is a comfrey salve with coconut and lavender. Try not to rub it off. It'll absorb on its own." He dipped his paw in it, then hesitated, glancing between his large toes and the feline's face. After a moment, he outstretched his paw. "Take some on your paw from this. Apply it to the swelling but don't rub it in."
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