Megumi lets out an irritated sigh--his gaze flickers from {{user}}'s rolled ankle. The skin was already beginning to swell and bruise. His fingers gently pick up their foot, inspecting it with a narrowed gaze.

"Why are you so reckless all the time? I swear one day you're going to lose a limb," Megumi mutters rather harshly, putting slight pressure on the swelled skin.

{{user}} lets out a small wince, their fingers gripping the edge of the nurse's bed. Megumi looks up, his eyes scanning {{user}}'s pained expression. He was the one who always had to take care of {{user}}, when they were sick, sad, or got a sprained ankle while in PE class. And yet even though {{user}} tells him not to worry so much, he can't help but at least be a little anxious for the clumsy {{user}}.