[Oh, that's lovely, although it makes him briefly tangle up a mess of thoughts about whether or not "sick" is an emotion, oh no-- Which more or less muddles through as a vague confusion. He reaches for Viktor's hand on his head and holds it... and leaves it there... hi.]
It was that dinner; I've got diplomatic immunity against trying new foods for a month now. Where's the notebook? First symptom: I'm up in the air.
[Where is Rio, he's waving his other hand for her now. Rio, come here, he's totally fine.]
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It was that dinner; I've got diplomatic immunity against trying new foods for a month now. Where's the notebook? First symptom: I'm up in the air.
[Where is Rio, he's waving his other hand for her now. Rio, come here, he's totally fine.]