Entry 5:

WHAT IS THIS CRAP WHY IS HE STILL TALLER THAN ME DAMMIT HORMONES WHY HAVE YOU FAILED ME—WHY?!

Entry 6:

I sort of, possibly got my arm cut half way off. Purely coincidental. So I, you know, I needed a healer. Except I keep forgetting that the universe really, really doesn't like me. I go looking for Natalia, I end up with Guy.

He had been calling something cheerfully over his shoulder, but he cut off when he saw me. "Oh, you."

I asked him where Natalia was. He got a little squinty. He told me that if I'd come to pick a fight with Luke, I could just clear off. Seriously. What the hell.

I asked him where Natalia was again, and that I was in need of a healer. He assessed my wound and yelled, "Hey, Natalia, Asch has a scratch he wants you to heal."

"It isn't a scratch, you ass, it's—"

Except that Natalia came rushing through the bushes at this point and so I had to cut off. Because, you know. She'd probably kill me for defiling her ears, or something.

She got very loud and very fussy at the point, and kept on zipping about and mumbling things under her breath and pressing cold, healing hands to my shoulder.

"My, you certainly haven't forgotten how to find trouble," she kept scolding, and I just sort of sat there, being injured and all.

And then the stupid dreck showed up, and took one look at me and went, "Asch? What's happened? Are you alright?"

No, the bloodstained robes are all for effect, really.

And Guy reassured him, (I think he sounded a bit sarcastic,) "Oh, don't worry, Luke. He just has a little scratch, that's all."

"Guy!" Natalia leapt to her feet (and my defense, yeah, sometimes I wonder who's the man here too) "Asch is gravely injured, and as a proficient healer, I—"

Guy was subtly shrinking from her as this was happening. Natalia has this habit of bearing down on people while she yells at them.

It made me a little bit happy.

"Natalia, this is only a flesh wound," Tear said lowly, which SCARED THE CRAP OUTTA ME, since she is apparently a ninja in her time off, and likes to sneak up on people like that.

"Why I—Tear, I really must protest your abrupt analysis—" Natalia sort or sputtered, and Tear just sort of looked at her for a moment, before she glanced at Guy, and then at me.

"No," she said quite firmly. And gave my shoulder a sharp little slap.

I almost threw up. From behind Natalia's back, Guy flashed her the thumbs up.

WHAT.