No, it's shit. I'll have to come drink some of yours when I'm better to get the taste out of my mouth. But it's the thought that counts, right?
[He's a little distracted now, still trying to push down those memories. He's not ready to deal with them yet. He needs to pretend for a little while longer that none of it actually happened.
He's so distracted that he doesn't notice the nurse at all, or even get a kick out of ruffling Nill's feathers the way he normally would. He tries to reach for Nill, just for something steady and soothing to hold onto, but he can't. His fingers twitch a little, but his arm doesn't move at all. And even that little twitch hurts. He gasps softly, and hopes his eyes aren't shimmering the way it feels like they are.]
Maybe you can bring me one from work some time. Those ones are good, too.
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[He's a little distracted now, still trying to push down those memories. He's not ready to deal with them yet. He needs to pretend for a little while longer that none of it actually happened.
He's so distracted that he doesn't notice the nurse at all, or even get a kick out of ruffling Nill's feathers the way he normally would. He tries to reach for Nill, just for something steady and soothing to hold onto, but he can't. His fingers twitch a little, but his arm doesn't move at all. And even that little twitch hurts. He gasps softly, and hopes his eyes aren't shimmering the way it feels like they are.]
Maybe you can bring me one from work some time. Those ones are good, too.