Doesn't matter where, just know it'll take a little while to heal. Maybe a couple months.
[he's pretty sure he's been told this'll affect him for the rest of his life-- at least, until it's removed by some porter means, but archie doesn't mention that.]
Go and get some rest, Niko. You don't need to stress yourself out here.
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[that's final, in archie's eyes.]
But you don't have to pretend to feel how you don't.
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[There's a short, sharp nod and Niko seems to relax just a fraction.
... ... ... and actually sitting in the chair he'd dragged over earlier, now.] Do you want me to leave him here when I leave, just in case?
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[he does genuinely believe that.]
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[It's a grumbled reply. Tired, too. As if all the emotion, for now, has been drained.
Or at least is simmering and Niko can't be bothered to stoke it into anything else right now.]
So, where'd you get shot anyway?
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[he's pretty sure he's been told this'll affect him for the rest of his life-- at least, until it's removed by some porter means, but archie doesn't mention that.]
Go and get some rest, Niko. You don't need to stress yourself out here.
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[The only reason he even crosses his arms is to stop from rubbing the arm he broke on the maiden flight of Project Alke.
At the suggestion to go and get rest, though? He juts his jaw in a stubborn set. Does he need to be here? No.
But he wants to be here. Archie means something Nikolai can't put into words right now. ] I'll leave when I'm ready.