[He isn't gone for long, they tend to keep things pretty accessible. Mostly for Misha's sake, both of them used to their nephew coming around when he needs help. It's hard to begrudge him for it; the situation might be pretty different, but they both know what it's like to suffer because of some supernatural thing you can't do anything about.
He makes his way back to the couch with full hands, setting things down on the coffee table before nudging gently at Misha's arm, holding out a cold pack.] Start with this.
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He makes his way back to the couch with full hands, setting things down on the coffee table before nudging gently at Misha's arm, holding out a cold pack.] Start with this.