backdated to sunday evening. ish.

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[so! after this very educational experience in which we all learn that when a little girl demands that you tell her she's pretty, you tell her she's pretty, it's starting to get dark outside. nevermind that a certain someone is quite pinned down. ... literally.]

[FINALLY HANDLIN' FALLOUT FROM ROAD'S PREINTRO like a boss. if you want to tag in,

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[leans against Teito as best as he can, glancing around.]

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*picking up his things and heading off to brew up some nice tea :|b*

[blindstheworld]

How are you feeling, Jesse?

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[lets out a groan in response.]

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...I see. Please endure it a little longer.

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... my hands.

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Were damaged considerably less than your shoulders.

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Is-

... is anything permanently damaged?

[blindstheworld]

Bishop Labrador would be the better person to ask, but I do not believe so.

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...

I- ... good.

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*returning several minutes later with tea! boy does it smell delicious*

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[tilts his head over in Lab's direction to see!]

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Ah, Bishop Labrador. I think I am done as well.

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Ah, good.

*and bringing the tea over to Jesse*

Here, drink this.

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[reaches over to take the tea- and immediately winces, but takes the cup and drinks it, hands shaking.]

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*it is delicious tea! and also quite calming |D*