@cantillat asked: ❝ I didn’t realize I’d become a prisoner. ❞ pick your snarky Shirou of preference
A Court of Mist and Fury starters - No Longer Accepting!
She'd already promised him she wouldn't ask: Shirou would tell her the details of his missions as he wished to divulge them, and in turn, she would provide support if and when it was needed.
The problem became when they didn't agree on the latter: particularly, what entailed necessary support. Yes, she accepted he could heal himself faster than a regular human, but when he'd showed up at her door with plenty of cuts, a gunshot graze, and barely standing from complete exhaustion, she hadn't hesitated to hire the expertise of a discreet physician while insisting he stay in bed, with rest and food (that she hadn't prepared), until he was able to get back on his feet again without swaying from left to right, flopping back onto the mattress in defeat.
Currently, she sat on the edge of his bed, a pile of clean dressings and disinfectant on a tray on the nearby table. She kept him on a schedule of antibiotics, in case he was susceptible to septicemia, clean bandages, and steady meals. By the look of him, he seemed like he hadn't had consistent meals in quite some time.
"I would ask you to not overreact quite so much to your current predicament," She retorted, peeling back one of the soiled bandages away from his upper back. "You did come to me for help. You aren't a prisoner: you are convalescing until you are strong enough to leave again."
She didn't warn him this time before applying the disinfectant. She'd used to, but his snarky, sour attitude had resulted in Sonia using a firmer, steadier hand in treating him. "If you agree to your bandages getting changed and eating the beef stew that's currently on the stove for you, I'll bring a selection of superhero movies for you to watch. I remember you telling me years ago that you enjoyed superheroes, and the sentai shows."












