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[ thomas was on his way to the door when it happened. his legs had buckled and he'd dropped, just like that, legs useless. he doesn't understand it. in the time it took william to get here he'd dragged himself over to the bed, hauled himself up. it'd be a lie if he said he hadn't pinched himself a few times, just trying to get the feeling back. ]
Hey. Hi.
[ voice a little strained. ]
Thanks. For coming.
do we want to eventually consider handwave +start something new? im easy!
[A little strained. William thinks he, himself, would be spitting curses and throwing things for other people to pick up. At least for a few minutes. There are not enough disturbances to Thomas' room to suggest to him that the boy engaged in any such behavior.
He sets a reassuring hand on the boy's arm, which turns into a stronger grip. William leans down, digs his heels in to help try and hoist him up. The bed isn't very far away, they can manage. Thank Brad Colbert for a demanding fitness regimen.] This is why I get paid the big bucks, mate, [he replies.] No worries. Where was you going when this happened?
gathers it up gently no worries beeb
Hey. Hi.
[ voice a little strained. ]
Thanks. For coming.
do we want to eventually consider handwave +start something new? im easy!
He sets a reassuring hand on the boy's arm, which turns into a stronger grip. William leans down, digs his heels in to help try and hoist him up. The bed isn't very far away, they can manage. Thank Brad Colbert for a demanding fitness regimen.] This is why I get paid the big bucks, mate, [he replies.] No worries. Where was you going when this happened?