"I'm fine. Never thought I'd say this, but Bert, you're worrying too much." Alain laughed a little sheepishly, raking one hand back through his hair, and pushed his sleeves back up.
"I'm worrying just right," Bert retorted, hands on his hips and legs akimbo. "Cry pardon, next time you half-collapse with a magical book following you around for no reason, I'll just wander off whistling." He pouted, but under the usual overblown theatrics, did look genuinely relieved.
Alain sighed. "That's not what I meant, and you kennit fine," he said, in a rather long-suffering kind of tone, then looked back to Kaine. "I've still got a splitting headache, but nothing that won't heal. And I did wake up with the book in my bed, but if it's doing anything awry, I can't feel it."
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Date: 2015-03-27 05:57 am (UTC)"I'm worrying just right," Bert retorted, hands on his hips and legs akimbo. "Cry pardon, next time you half-collapse with a magical book following you around for no reason, I'll just wander off whistling." He pouted, but under the usual overblown theatrics, did look genuinely relieved.
Alain sighed. "That's not what I meant, and you kennit fine," he said, in a rather long-suffering kind of tone, then looked back to Kaine. "I've still got a splitting headache, but nothing that won't heal. And I did wake up with the book in my bed, but if it's doing anything awry, I can't feel it."