Yeah... That nap-time in the street wasn't exactly planned. [ Normally K's wry amusement at the suggestion would be more evident, but right now he mostly just sounds tired, as though even speaking is an effort. Because it is. He has to concentrate to ensure he doesn't mumble or slur his words. ] Would've rescheduled with you if I'd known it would get this bad.
[ Whatever "it" is, because it seems the fatigue might only be affecting him. Just another lovely day in Trench... ]
How have you been, anyway?
[ He trudges along after Savage fortunately without any further faceplanting, but even that relatively short distance has him weaving unsteadily on his feet by the time they reach the house. And he rather hates how vulnerable the whole ordeal makes him feel; being anything less than self-sufficient is such a foreign feeling to him that he doesn't really know what to do with it. He's always been the one helping others, the problem solver, the protector, the caretaker, and so rarely the one in need of being taken care of himself. By design, of course — a self-sufficient slave is more useful than those who aren't. ]
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[ Whatever "it" is, because it seems the fatigue might only be affecting him. Just another lovely day in Trench... ]
How have you been, anyway?
[ He trudges along after Savage fortunately without any further faceplanting, but even that relatively short distance has him weaving unsteadily on his feet by the time they reach the house. And he rather hates how vulnerable the whole ordeal makes him feel; being anything less than self-sufficient is such a foreign feeling to him that he doesn't really know what to do with it. He's always been the one helping others, the problem solver, the protector, the caretaker, and so rarely the one in need of being taken care of himself. By design, of course — a self-sufficient slave is more useful than those who aren't. ]