Oh... [The way that there's no reason he has to believe this is just being made up as he goes so he just nods.] Everything sounds normal, then?
[Like. Normal for a virche which probably isn't the best but he's doing what he can out here, tuberculosis can't stop his beautiful voice. THE WAY HE'S NOT UNCOMFORTABLE SO HE CAN'T ARGUE AGAINST THAT EITHER though there is a vague flicker of some of the discomfort returning to his emotional spread. He really did just lose himself in a nice conversation for a bit, there.
Well, he doesn't want to lose his warmth now that he has it, that's like stepping out of a warm shower in the winter. But he also doesn't want to be like "OKAY YEAH I'LL KEEP SITTING ON YOUR LAP" out loud, so instead he just skips that whole part entirely.]
...Is there anything else you want me to bring you, besides a game or a puzzle? I don't know much about the sort of things you like.
[GOOD DOG IS TRULY HERE RIGHT NOW there's the constant sort of backdrop of vague discomfort and that little thread of tension that's always ready to snap if Scien does one wrong thing, but he's able to ask this simple question without having to fight to spit it out.]
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[Like. Normal for a virche which probably isn't the best but he's doing what he can out here, tuberculosis can't stop his beautiful voice. THE WAY HE'S NOT UNCOMFORTABLE SO HE CAN'T ARGUE AGAINST THAT EITHER though there is a vague flicker of some of the discomfort returning to his emotional spread. He really did just lose himself in a nice conversation for a bit, there.
Well, he doesn't want to lose his warmth now that he has it, that's like stepping out of a warm shower in the winter. But he also doesn't want to be like "OKAY YEAH I'LL KEEP SITTING ON YOUR LAP" out loud, so instead he just skips that whole part entirely.]
...Is there anything else you want me to bring you, besides a game or a puzzle? I don't know much about the sort of things you like.
[GOOD DOG IS TRULY HERE RIGHT NOW there's the constant sort of backdrop of vague discomfort and that little thread of tension that's always ready to snap if Scien does one wrong thing, but he's able to ask this simple question without having to fight to spit it out.]