[DON'T SAY UNFORTUNATELY WORDLESS sometimes all you need is that comforting back pat. thankfully, Lavi stops coughing almost as quickly as it started, gripping the edges of the wastebasket as he pulls himself back up to sitting,]
anyways, he'll still support the bucket if he needs and kind of stays closer now, hovering a little unhappily. is he... worried? wow. he's worried. and it's like etched in his brow so uncharacteristically. a bitch has forgotten how to be stoic as shit. ]
How often?
[ hand does not leave back. it stays, steady with care. ]
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Sorry. [grimace] It keeps happening.
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anyways, he'll still support the bucket if he needs and kind of stays closer now, hovering a little unhappily. is he... worried? wow. he's worried. and it's like etched in his brow so uncharacteristically. a bitch has forgotten how to be stoic as shit. ]
How often?
[ hand does not leave back. it stays, steady with care. ]
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Lavi does look guilty at the obvious worry he can read in Jingheng's expression,]
...Maybe three -- four times so far? [probably four,] It comes and goes, but it never stays long.
[the hand is nice, even though he's half-expecting a nice knock to the head. like his gramps would.]
Did you have anything like that from your journey? Like an effect or something.