☀️ Arselia and Akonia

A quick examination shows that the ascetic's life is not in danger, but with a broken hip, he will hardly make it to the hospital on his own.

- I'm sorry... I didn't watch closely... 😔 - Beata sighed guiltily, looking away.
- Yes, it's an unpleasant fracture, - Guyon sighed. - I'll take him to the hospital; I won't be needed at rehearsals yet, anyway.
- I don't think that... - Beata whispered in a dejected voice, but Guyon groaned and rolled his eyes.
- Let's not do that, okay? Shit happens. Everyone is alive, thank Anuzish. No one is to blame for what happened. I'll try to be back as soon as possible.
- O-okay, - Beata lowered her head and took a few deep breaths, regaining her composure. With an effort of will, she restrains herself from bursting into tears, but when she raises her head, a polite smile spreads across her face.
- Creon, we apologize for what happened, - she bowed slightly before the ascetic. - Guyon will take you to the hospital; we hope everything goes well. If anything happens, all complaints should be directed to us... To me.
She turns to Laikos and grins.
- Yes, kid, you're strong! Just right for tomorrow's performance. Just be a little more careful, okay? Let's move away so you can practice and get a feel for the props. A little training, and you'll get it! We have some materials left; I'll teach you how to juggle logs!

Guyon helps Creon get up and drags him to the hospital.