BORDERLANDS AU 1

[agoodname]

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[enigmaster]

[Edward shifts his head a little to try to look at her better. Something definitely feels off.

He just decides to blame that on not having his glasses and just waking up.]

It's, um... Edward...

[agoodname]

"Edward--that's a good start. What about your last name?"

[enigmaster]

Na-- [He stops, frowning a little. No. No, wait, he changed it.] Nygma. [Despite only just waking up and being kind of sluggish, he switches gears... maybe not as quick as he otherwise would, but still pretty fast.]

[agoodname]

"...okay good. Your cognitive are still as in-place as the last time. That's comforting. Can you recite the digits of pi for me?"

[enigmaster]

[He blinks a little bit, at that.] How far do you want that? [Think carefully about that answer, Lee.]

[agoodname]

[the corner of her mouth quirks] "Just the first ten decibels is enough."

[enigmaster]

3.1415926535. [That actually comes far easier than even his name. No hesitation, no stumbling, or anything like that. He's still out of it, but this just comes naturally to him.] ...I could keep going, if you want...

[agoodname]

[her smile widens a bit at that] "I don't doubt that for a second, considering what I've heard of you."

[enigmaster]

Numbers're just easy, you know... [He lets out a breath for a moment, trying to force off the haze over him, but. Well, there's still painkillers in his system, that's not gonna happen.]

[agoodname]

"They are predictable, that's true. Which is helpful."[Lee pauses to adjust]

"You still have some painkillers in your system--the heavy ones. We're starting to take you off of them, though, and move you to the ones that won't make you groggy."

[enigmaster]

Oh... That makes sense. [It does, kind of. Sort of feels like the sort of dots he would've connected himself, but. You know. Drugs.] 'xplains a few things, I guess...

[agoodname]

"If you're thinking it is why your thought processes are slower than normal and everything feels fuzzy around the edges, then you'd be correct."

[enigmaster]

Yeah... That stuff.

[That. Yep. Pretty much that.]

Makes everything kinda blurry. And not in the, uh... usual way, I guess.

[The lack of glasses, is what he means.]

[agoodname]

"The usual w--ah. Your glasses. Unfortunately those got a bit smashed, but we're working on getting you a replacement pair."

[enigmaster]

Oh. Right... [That's unfortunate. It makes sense, of course. He got a bit smashes himself, as well, and there's no reason glass would fare any better.] Right, I took them off for a second, just before... [Just before the moonshot.]

[agoodname]

"We'll get you some new ones as soon as possible."

[Lee pauses a moment--it's a crapshoot how much he'll remember after this wears off more fully, but to have him panic later would also be bad and finally there is absolutely nothing online that says when doctors tell amputees that they've lost a limb which is super annoying so we're all just flying by the seat of our pants here

including Lee.]

"That's not the only issue, however."

[enigmaster]

Hm... [That's his response to the first part and he can feel his attention slipping slightly, until Lee continues. At which point he blinks, shifting his head again a little. Issue. That's vague.] ...What else, then...?

[agoodname]

"You didn't come out of this situation unscathed either. Which might be obvious, considering where you are, but I'll be more specific. You were very badly injured, and it's honestly a miracle you survived at all. You alive, obviously, and we're going to do everything we can to keep you that way, however you lost both an eye and an arm."

[enigmaster]

[Edward... blinks, at that. He's staring, a little, and his mind somehow manages to process this even more slowly than it's already processing everything in general. He hears the words fine, it just takes a bit to actually reach him. And when it does, it's like it all just hits a wall. Somehow, it just doesn't make sense to him, in the moment.] ...What?

[agoodname]

"You lost an arm and an eye in the attack, Edward." [restated, calmly and sympathetically]

[enigmaster]

[He tries to turn his head to look, only to realize that... he can't even really see that side of his body much. Almost like he has a blind spot. That realization makes him go pale and he moves his hand up to his face, to his right eye. All bandaged up, of course.] ...Oh. [His voice is soft and... a little hollow.]

[agoodname]

"I'm so sorry." [her lips press together a bit] "When you're more lucid, we'll talk about it again, and we can discuss prosthetic options."

[enigmaster]

Um... [Edward swallows and rubs at his good eye for a moment. Prosthetic options. Hearing that makes it sound so real and that feels strange, because it doesn't feel real. He should... He should be able to feel this, shouldn't he? To just know what's missing? But other than the numb feeling of the painkillers, his right side doesn't feel that strange. A little off, maybe. It feels like his arm should be there. ...He doesn't try to angle his head more to look. Quite the opposite, he turns his head away from that side.] ...Right. Yeah. [He lets out a very tired sounding breath.] S-Sure... [This is going to be something to process and, god, he can't do that right now... He's in no state for it.]

[agoodname]

"I'm sorry, Edward. I know it's a lot. Why don't you try and rest some more, and we can speak again when you've slept. Your body really needs the rest, as it is."

[enigmaster]

...Yeah. That's... probably better, I guess... [Things he's not prepared to handle right now: any of this.]