"Yeah, that sounds like a good idea," Claude said with a nod. There was more he could have mentioned about how he needed to eat for a speedy recovery, but he was sure Guy already knew all that. There wasn't any point in lecturing him about a nutritional diet, of all things.

As for whether to go to the clinic or not, Claude figured it was a no-brainer. "They'd probably be able to help you out somehow." Maybe they even had some people with healing magic. It'd likely be kind of weak, but every little bit helped, right?

Not to mention it was probably a safer place to go, given the circumstances, but he wasn't about to dwell on that for too long.

The truth was, he'd feel better knowing Guy had gotten to the clinic safely, and the best way to go about that was escorting him personally. "I wouldn't have any problem going with you," the blond quickly replied. "I mean, there are other things I want to see to tonight, but I'm not in any huge rush." He paused, folding his arms over his chest. "And it's not because I feel like I 'need' to, either. It'd be something I want to do."

When it came down to it, though, Guy was a grown man, not to mention a capable fighter, and he certainly couldn't force his company on him. Not only that, but for some people, there was the matter of pride to consider. Maybe having an escort would seem like too much. Guy had been right when he said the clinic wasn't far, after all. It wasn't like an excursion to the greenhouse or anything like that.

Claude flashed a quick grin, rubbing the back of his head. "It's your call, though."