... yeah. I know. [ It's not even as irritable as it might be usually -- just tired, like Fushimi is exhausted down to his very bones. He sits down once he's on solid ground, pulling off his boots and letting the water run out of them. At least there's a fireplace at home, so he can dry everything out.. again... ]

I was injured before I got here, and this place is set on not letting me heal. [ If bad luck was visible, it would be so cloistered around Fushimi that you wouldn't be able to see him at all. ]

It's just been one thing after another...