In His Element(s) || avatar / bnha

The Gang's All Here

Aang was getting really tired of passing out.

And just...

Tired, in general.

...anyways.

Wakefulness crept up on him this time, slow as a sunrise. One by one, his senses returned to him, soft whispers becoming understandable as he blinked at the warm light at the edge of his vision.

"... stay for a bit?"

"Should be... in a..."

He opened his eyes.

White spaces met his gaze and for a brief second he thought he was back in that mindscape before the rest of the world solidified into view. He was laying in a bed, slightly propped up.

"Ah, there we are."

Aang glanced over at the sound of a woman's voice, meeting the friendly gaze of a woman dressed in professional looking blues, purple hair tied back in a sleek bun.

"Don't move too fast," the nurse advised, setting a gentle hand on his shoulder. "We don't want you to get dizzy." She looked over his head at a monitor, pursing her lips. "Well, you're looking a lot better today."

Aang scanned the room, relaxing when he caught sight of Midoriya sitting in a chair, who grinned at him in clear relief.

"How are you feeling?" the nurse asked him.

Aang cleared his throat.

"Tired," he answered honestly. He flexed his fingers, blinking at the odd sensation on his left forearm and turning his head to look.

"That's understandable. Anything else?"

"What is that?" he asked with some concern, attention caught by the needle that was currently stuck in his arm.

Fortunately, the nurse didn't seem to take offense or be in any way irritated by his question.

"It's an IV, dear. You needed extra fluids, and this is the most efficient way to do it."

Aang squinted at it.

Katara would either love this or hate this and I can't tell which.

The nurse smiled at him as she tucked away whatever she'd been carrying.

"I'm going to go speak to the doctor, but you will most likely be able to go home today," she said. She nodded to Midoriya. "Your friend is welcome to stay with you until your legal guardian comes by."

After she left, Aang turned to Midoriya, eyebrows raised.

"My-"

"I think she meant Aizawa-sensei," Midoriya admitted, rubbing the back of his neck. "Legality is a little funny when you're dealing with a different universe. Everything ok?"

Aang pushed himself into a sitting position, swallowing down a pained squeak.

"I'm a little sore," he admitted, as just about every muscle in his body screamed at him at the same time.

Midoriya winced.

"That bad, huh?"

Aang did his best not to grimace.

"How long have I..."

"Been out?" Midoriya extrapolated. "Only like a day or so."

"Mmm." Aang rubbed at his eyes. "Could have been worse, I guess." He hesitated, before speaking again. "What... happened?"

"Like, after the light show, or to the spirits, or-"

"In general," Aang said quietly, interrupting before Midoriya could get too far into his mumbling process. "I... don't remember a lot."