"<span style="font-style: italic">Ah, OK</span>," Marcial replied to most of Nurse Robert's explanation, repeating the phrase over and over with only some alterations and even a few different phrases if she was lucky enough. He was a metronome that emitted "ahs" and "hmms" for every beat he ticked to. Finally, the mundaneness ceased once the nurse did the same with her statements.<br/><br/>"<span style="font-style: italic">I pray that she gets better</span>," Marcial cooed, the words flowing out of his mouth like a soft melody. "<span style="font-style: italic">I... I want to thank you. Really, the whole team who helped her. You're altruistic folk, and may God bless you</span>..." He got a tad carried away with that final line there, though he meant it with all his heart and soul. Being quite the religious man, Marcial was extremely prone to sudden blurts  such as these. It served to resonate his faith and trust in this establishment.<br/><br/>Nit did not seem to catch Nurse Robert's question at first, his mind focused heavily on the hyacinths in their metal grasp. Well, that or they were purposely shutting her out. Either way, they noticed her after a few moments, the same malevolent gaze from when Marcial asked them about Axe's profession slapped across their cracked face.<br/><br/>"<span style="font-family: courier;">You talking to... me</span>?" They clearly did not catch that particular question, although they heard the following one. That quandary was enough to leave them pondering for a good few moments. The nurse would be very much upset if Nit were to say that Axe's weakness spawned from their arrogance and cruelty. They were to state a lie, a good lie, else disapproval was destined to come. Their mind was put to heavy work so that it would be able to produce the raw materials needed to come up with a good bundle of words. What they uttered then was further from a lie than a truth.<br/><br/>"Um..." A hand was placed on their would-be chin. "<span style="font-family: courier;">Sometimes when a person... has to deal with... a major asshole, they... get desperate in order... to get them to be... quiet. In the case of Axe</span>..." Playing back their words in their head, they took a moment to sigh deeply. "<span style="font-family: courier;">A certain asshole took... it a little too far... when disciplining her for... her flawed behavior. She used her essence... to try and verbally fight... back, and it... It...</span>" Nit tightened their grip on the items in their hand, their right pinkie fiddling with a golden rope on their suit. "<span style="font-family: courier;">It wasn't a... graceful sight</span>." They looked away from the nurse afterwards, their somber look still...<span style="font-style: italic">there</span>. There like a giant parasite feeding off of them. Any statement she made was likely to be  ignored, though that was not bound to always be the case depending on the significance of her words.