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Ifa holds up his hand and waves away the compliment.
❝ Seriously, it's my job and I try my best for my patients. ❞ He smiles politely at the Iudex.
Ifa wishes he had brought his medical journal with him. He hadn't known other nations had dragonkind and didn't think he have any reason to record any medical cases as he wouldn't have any on his journey. He'll have to buy a notebook in the market and record his experience with the Iudex of Fontaine.
❝ I have a close friend who has draconic genetics similar to saurians so you can trust I've handled cases similar yours, and you've got nothing to be worried about du—sir. ❞ Ifa explains as he returns his stethoscope to his medical side satchel.
❝ As I said, make sure to dwell in areas that are natural to your dragon energies. You seem fatigue beyond what natural rest can provide. For the saurians of Natlan, this would be interacting with and immersing in phlogiston. I imagine, in the land of hydro … perhaps you need to go for a swim more often. It happens to koholasaurus who don't return to liquid phlogiston pools. ❞
“Serisouly! Seriously!” Cacucu squawks
@ifadoc: ❝ no need to thank me, dude ... uh, Mr. Iudex. ❞ (Neuvi)
sitting on one of the sofas in his office to rest up after feeling rather unwell lately, he was surprised to see the saurian veterinarian from natlan willing to take a look at him. it was unusual having someone who understood draconic blood around to theorise possible issues with him, but it was refreshing given how his nature as hydro sovereign has at this rate washed out most of his humanity.
"your talents in this field do deserve praise, dr. de los lantos, i know i may not be the most usual case of dragons natlan has, but i am grateful you are able to assist in my need. i do feel bad that i am robbing you of a well deserved break from your field, however."
It seems almost strange for Ifa to have a moment of repose. The trauma of the abyssal war still weighing down on The Tlalocan, the face of every injured saurians he's healed and lost still fresh in his mind. It feels wrong for the vet ( and fills his heart with guilt ) to sit at the edge of his clinic, feet dangling off the cliffside, and sharing the gorgeous sunset in the company of a friendly outlander.
❝ Mondstadt?! Aw, dude, you're way far from home. ❞ Ifa stares into his cup of Xocoatl. He's brought one for Kaeya and a plate for cookies to share between them.
❝ Land of freedom, right? Man, that's like the total opposite. Nation of war and competition here. What's it like, dude? Mondstadt? ❞
@ifadoc: you can stay here, if you don't want to go home. ( for kaeya; inbox call )
the warmth of natlan mixing with his own issues was making it hard for kaeya during his time in the nation of war. slumped outside of the vet's place, he looked up at him and sighed a bit as he shrugged a little bit.
"i don't want to be a burden, i know your nation's only just finished an abyssal war. i'm just a simple traveller here, but... it'll be a long walk back to mondstadt in this weather and time so.. i won't say no."