Nurse Robert's words engendered a sort of tranquility in Nit that was only really apparent in them mentally. Physically, they still had that look of longing to slaughter puppies, and it was not getting any better. Mentally, however, the clock felt properly assuaged, even if their expression and words said otherwise.<br/><br/>"<span style="font-family: courier;">Kay</span>" was Nit's entire response after Nurse Robert's ended her words with a smile sweet as delectable candy. Silently, they watched her retract from them in corner of their eye, still facing away. They did, however, move out of the doorway so that she could exit without being smooshed. Then and only then did their expression change from moderately upset to relatively displeased.<br/><br/>"<span style="font-style: italic">We don't plan to get in any</span>," Marcial teased as they waved goodbye to the nurse. His arm hung by his side after the nurse disappeared from view. "<span style="font-style: italic">What a professional lady...</span>" His smile remained on his face for a good while until turning back to the eldritch behind him. "<span style="font-style: italic">So... Mx... What now? There is not much to do at the moment until Penelope awakens... if she even does today.</span>"<br/><br/>"<span style="font-family: courier;">Let me do... something,</span>" Nit mumbled, stepping to the stand beside Axe's bed. They placed their offerings on the altar, hoping that the goddess they gifted would be appeased.<br/><br/>Before returning to Marcial, Nit took a moment to look over at the comatose Axe. A feeling of woe flowed in their veins as they watched her lay there. Sluggishly, Nit approached her bedside, their obese shadow following after them. They could not ever describe the feeling that they felt when they leaned over, jaws opened slightly, and kissed the goddess right on the forehead, the tip of their eldritch tongue responsible for replicating the squishy feel of two different skins coming together. The smooch only lasted around five seconds, but it was five seconds that had Nit absolutely mystified in their sudden kindness. A glistening string of saliva linked Axe's forehead to Nit's tongue before they broke the link with their finger.<br/><br/>Afterwards, Nit walked out of the room, sitting next to the doorway while hoisted by the wall. Marcial stared their way, looking quite astounded from what they did. The two maintained their positions for a few more minutes before deciding on leaving. On a sheet of tiny scrap paper Marcial left his number, just in case anything happened while they were gone. They left not to the apartment but to the palace instead, simply to take care of some housekeeping and minor political nonsense that left even Nit confused. And so went the rest of their day as such unless something were to arise partway through.