i really really really love the idea of eridians hearing absolutely everything in a human body and being able to predict an episode of something, similarly to how medical alert service dogs can
"Grace feel okay, question?" Rocky asked, soothing a hand along Grace's forehead to fix the hair that had gotten stuck to his temple while he was seizing.
He cleared his throat. "Not a hundred percent, but I'm alright."
Rocky hummed softly. He works with Armando to give the man a full checkup before even considering letting him up.
But Grace knows Rocky by now. He gives him that look that he knows works very effectively against the Eridian. "What's bothering you?"
"...Rocky feels useless when Grace seize. Count, make sure you no hit head, no choke, no bite..."
He smiled, a lopsided thing. "Well, you've never let my worst case scenario happen. Haven't even gotten close since I met you."
"Worst case, question?"
He nodded, returning the petting gesture subconsciously. "My absolute worst incident happened just after I got my doctorate. We were at a party, I was...honestly I don't remember. Maybe karaoke? Doesn't matter."
Grace took a moment. "The way my friends tell it, I just...collapsed. Knocked over the projector screen. It was so loud I alerted the staff. Which was good, because my friends didn't know what to do. Or, they did...but they froze. First time seeing one can be really hard for people."
Rocky sounds horrified.
"Thankfully one of the workers was the daughter of a nurse. She got me on my side, told them to stop staring and go use the office to call 911- cellphones weren't as common back then...or very useful. And got me recovering when I came to."
He pulled back the slight mop of his hair. "This scar was from me hitting something during it. Bled everywhere."
"Thinking machine say head wounds bleed big time."
Grace chuckled. "Yeah. But hey, I've never fallen once you recognized what was happening. Even with gravity. And you're the best recovery buddy I could ever ask for. So it might not feel like you're doing anything, but you're doing a whole awful lot for me."
Rocky trilled gently. "...Rocky do best can."
"And you don't take pictures like one of my old roommates did."
"...Name."
That, dear reader, was the tone Rocky's song gained when he was threatening someone. Best not to tell, just in case he finds a way back to Earth and takes vengeance on his ancestors.
(irl experience under the cut)
based on the first time I ever saw someone seize in person. We were doing a crit in art school, he went down next to me, knocked over his easel. Thankfully myself and another classmate were actually able to stay calm, especially with her being a long time lifeguard. We actually did have to chastise our classmates for not immediately calling 911.
Not included, having to try and beg our professor to give us her chair pillow to give a barrier between him and the floor. (She refused, I think we used a jacket eventually) Also that building had no elevator so they had to strap him to a body board to go to the hospital to get checked out and carry him down two flights of stairs.
ppl will be like "wow i can't believe you haven't started [x] yet!" and it's like. your first mistake was assuming i would actually do the things i enjoy
I love the idea of Rocky building the xenonite suit a few months after they get to Erid and going up to visit Grace in orbit as a surprise and he goes through this awful perpetually guilty scary triggering learning curve of figuring out how much strength he can safely use on which parts of the ship and Grace, and he's constantly apologising and hovering when he accidentally presses too hard, and all through this Grace (touch-starved, delirious, suffering zoochosis, dangerously understimulated), is trying to find a way to ask if Rocky can break a few of his bones without being put on alien suicide watch.
Grace: *has dozed off at his desk, waking up to-* ...Adrian?
Adrian: ...You didn't answer when Rocky came through earlier.
Grace: Oh, shoot I'm so sorry! It's just, I'm still not feeling my best and-
Adrian: I didn't ask for explanations, Ryland.
Grace: *mumbles a further apology.*
Adrian: ...Go lay down. I will observe.
Grace: Uh...are you sure? You don't have to-
Adrian: This is not a debate. Go.
Grace: Sure, okay...*gets ready for bed, watching as Adrian gets settled with something to work on.* ...I'm sorry for inconveniencing you.
Adrian: You are not.
Grace: *getting into bed, unable to get to sleep.* ...Adrian?
Adrian: What.
Grace: Thank you. I know you don't like me-
Adrian: What gave you that idea?
Grace: ...I mean, this is the most we've talked in months, and you always seem like you want to leave whenever I'm around?
Adrian: That's not...Grace, I do like you. Very much...I leave because I thought you didn't like -me-.
Grace: What?! I like you so much!
Adrian: ...Hm...come here, Grace. Bring your blankets and pillows. *Rearranges their limbs to make a nest.* Tomorrow, we will have a better discussion about this. You need to sleep.
Grace: I'll hold you to that. *Settles in their 'lap'.*...Y'know, Rocky's gonna be very jealous of you.
i do think it's really funny that sometimes our voice genuinely just doesn't make the sqeaks anymore. idk if its because our voice dropped or our throat is just kinda fucked or what but we Can't make the squeaks and squeals we used to. so sometimes you just get Silent Squeak punctuated by Awful Noises and i think that's a Funny
entirely uncontroversial opinion but sometimes youtubers include clips of their pets at the ends of their videos? and this one had a solid 30 seconds of their cat doing the lil whistle purrs and rolling on the floor? and i'm gonna cry actually
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