"Well, it certainly helps," Azwel snickers. "You do have to attest to your lack of sanity at the interview."
It's heartening to see Vash is recovering. But he still seems like he's feeling so small. An idea comes to Azwel. "I'll be right back," he says, sliding off the bed and padding out of the room, apparently feeling much better physically, at least. He can be heard rummaging about in the kitchen, muttering to himself. There's a distant ah-HAH, and presently he comes back in with something in his hand. He approaches the bed and sits. Offers the thing in his hand to Vash.
It's a powdered-sugar donut.
And Azwel grins like he's discovered the secret of the universe. "Perhaps this'll help, yes?"
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Date: 2019-06-13 12:19 pm (UTC)It's heartening to see Vash is recovering. But he still seems like he's feeling so small. An idea comes to Azwel. "I'll be right back," he says, sliding off the bed and padding out of the room, apparently feeling much better physically, at least. He can be heard rummaging about in the kitchen, muttering to himself. There's a distant ah-HAH, and presently he comes back in with something in his hand. He approaches the bed and sits. Offers the thing in his hand to Vash.
It's a powdered-sugar donut.
And Azwel grins like he's discovered the secret of the universe. "Perhaps this'll help, yes?"