What with that soul or whatever inside the plush... I think maybe you could do somethin' about that? Find some kinda healin' for him in all this. A broken bone can be mended - it won't ever be the same again, and it'll hurt on the worst days, but it'll still be mended. It's still another chance to walk again.

[ the sheep narrows his uncanny blue eyes at rondo's proximity and optimism, clearly skeptical of the effectiveness of all this. also contemplating headbutting him in the face since that's all that he can really DO at this size. ]

... but tapdancin' Sealticge, you should probably sleep with one eye open tonight.