Whoops, it happened
He didn't expect to make it hive.
Laying at the ugly side of a long fall, watching the unusual gleam of bone through flesh and wondering just how lightheaded he'd have to be before worrying, Sisali was saved by grace. Or Sangra, at least, and in no higher spirits than expected. Because there's something infinitely awesome about breaking your leg in several places after falling off a cliff. Right? Sure.
But it did immediately beg the question how he'd make the long trip back, specifically the walk. And the climb. And the hunt for his lusus.. One of the many faults in not installing a transportalizer in his hive, Sisali realized, but what could a poor lowblood do? (Not so poor anymore, but like he'd waste the caegars on himself..) Stick out his upper lip, maintain his balance and just tough it out.
This is what he figured, at least, trying to cut his corners in his journey; he'd already lingered too long at Sangra's, especially when he hadn't managed to lift a finger. Another shot day of work.. He could correct his mistakes later. For now, he had a pretty princess waiting for his return - and his own surprise to take Izaiya out. A real, super official dinner. Like a date. Especially like a date. It's totally a date.
Even if his leg's killing him from the awkward hobble on the crutch, and he's more bashed and bruised than publicly acceptable. What's a little blood between-- trolls.
He's had worse.