[ Gladio's brows lift and he laughs. Please don't get sick on him, that'll feel gross and then he'd have to wash not only the sheets but the mattress and... yeah. Let's just handle Eichi with extreme care, shall we? ]
If you feel a little queasy and your head hurts, that's definitely a hangover.
[ He looks at the hand on his chest, resting casually. Okay, that's... a sign he's not going to get his hopes up too high over, but Eichi isn't cringing into himself or bolting out of bed. Then again, he's not really in any condition to make sudden movements. Nevertheless, Gladio hopes his lighthearted attitude is infectious, that last night didn't scare off the best friend he has had in Riverview. ]
...What you need is a greasy breakfast. [ And a hot soak in a bath, if he's that sore. ]
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If you feel a little queasy and your head hurts, that's definitely a hangover.
[ He looks at the hand on his chest, resting casually. Okay, that's... a sign he's not going to get his hopes up too high over, but Eichi isn't cringing into himself or bolting out of bed. Then again, he's not really in any condition to make sudden movements. Nevertheless, Gladio hopes his lighthearted attitude is infectious, that last night didn't scare off the best friend he has had in Riverview. ]
...What you need is a greasy breakfast. [ And a hot soak in a bath, if he's that sore. ]