[That is not a pout that just formed on his face. You are a liar. But Dist does indeed get Nephry's bag and hands it to her with a sigh.]

I should hope not. I may not be a true doctor, but please listen to me when I say you need to truly recover your strength. That injury to the head you sustained wasn't as bad as it could have been, but... [He rubs his face and sweeps his hair out of his face, looking tired.] I'm just concerned, Nephry. This place is cruel, and I'm not as strong as most of the others here...