branstark | Dream V ❄ voice

I'm there too, just in the basement. Name's Derek Morgan. I run the place. And I can get you to a hospital. Are you in one of the rooms on the second floor?

I-in the kitchen.

[Derek is there in less than a minute. He offers the kid a kind smile and offers a hand in introduction. He hasn't met all the kids staying here and this one is new to him.]

I'm Derek. What's your name?

[Bran sits up straight, trying to look strong and brave and adult. He take's Derek's hand.]

A pleasure. I am Bran, son of Lord Eddard Stark of Winterfell.

[Derek shakes Bran's hand, understanding the mannerisms Bran has an what he's trying to put out to him. So he won't coddle him or treat him like a child.]

Alright, Bran of Winterfell. How about I get you to the hospital and on the way there you can tell me what's going on?

[Oh, good. Bran likes it when people seem to know he isn't a child He smiles.]

Y-yes. Thank you.

[He releases the brake on his wheelchair and grabs hold of the handrails, ready to go.]

[Derek moves behind the wheelchair and pushes toward the front entrance to the Youth Center and then out into the sidewalk where he steers him in the direction of the hospital.]

Can you tell me what's going on with you, Bran? Are you hurting?

[He hesitates. There have been phantom pains at times, but that's not what he's been thinking about, so he decides not to mention it.]

It doesn't hurt. It's only... I've been told I could be fixed, maybe. My legs, I mean.

Ah, it might be possible here. You're right.

[He's very careful with the next question cause he in no way wants to upset Bran but he is curious since this is the whole reason for this excursion to the hospital.] Mind talking about what happened? With your legs, I mean.

I... fell. I think. [He frowns.] They told me I fell.

[He fell? Derek takes a moment to let that mental image sink in, not to mention the fact that Bran doesn't seem to remember it actually happening. And that's it. Derek has just mentally adopted this kid.]

Must've been a bad fall. We've just got a little bit further.

[Bran ducks his head in a single nod.]

My spine got hurt, Maester Luwin said. I don't remember. Just... waking up, and I was like this. That's all.

[There is a curious tone to his voice, as if something troubles him about it beyond just the obvious reasons.]

How far was the fall?

[Of course Derek knows it doesn't take much where the spine is concerned. He'd seen football players and agents both get spine injuries.]

From a window... four floors up, I think.

[Derek wheels the chair up the ramp leading into the hospital and through the doors.]

There are several doctors here, Bran. They should be able to answer your questions. You want me to stay with you or wait in the waiting room for you to finish talking to them?

[He doesn't want to say so, for fear it will be taken as a sign of weakness, but...]

If you would wait, I would... be very grateful.

[Derek is honestly glad that Bran asked him to stay. He would have worried if he'd gone back to the center without him.]

Alright, I'll be right over here in this waiting room when you're ready, okay?

[Bran nods thankfully. When he's called back to be examined, he offers a little smile back over his shoulder as he goes.]

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