[ So did he, but he's ever a man of the right priorities, even if he's horned up.
Yzak climbs back up to his feet, slowly pulling his hands away from Blue once he's sure he'll be able to sit up for a second. And then he goes to fetch him a glass of water, some of their rations, and some ... meaty looking things. ]
The rations we have, or snake jerky. Take your pick.
[ He holds both out to Blue, eyes still watching him closely. ]
The snakes are edible - actually edible. So we don't have to worry about running out of what we have anymore.
[the worst of the haze has passed, but Blue is still drained, expression drawn. it doesn't feel great, having to cut off such pleasant interaction regardless of the reason...and especially this reason.
still, he is quiet and forcibly patient, aware of the mounting concern and pivot of focus coming from Yzak. it's not unlike that focus that would come from his Mu peers...it just lacks that undercurrent of anxiety regarding their own fates, should he fail them. no - Yzak's anxiety is a different color and frequency.
he takes the glass, having a couple small sips, brow furrowing. his throat really was dry, so that helps...but the sight of food, especially in light of all the distressing food-talk, doesn't really stir up an appetite.
after another sip:] There's...supplements. On the nightstand. Can you get them...? In a pouch...
[ Supplements rather than some of the food? His frown dips some, but it's still ... something, isn't it? Better than nothing at all. With an acknowledging nod, Yzak does as requested, trading the food for the pouch.
It's easy enough to find in their new, slightly smaller space. Yzak took it upon himself to grab everything they had in their former lodging, so the room looks a little less bare now. ]
Here.
[ As he moves to sit down next to Blue on the bed, he hands the pouch to him. ]
[Blue murmurs his thanks, setting the pouch on his lap so he can get one of the pellets out, taking it with some water.
while he's doing so:] They stand in for a day's worth of food...so this should be enough, unless I find myself with an appetite for snake. [he smiles wanly over at Yzak.]
...I'm sorry. For worrying you. Even if it's only natural to.
[Blue rests the glass in his lap, holding it with both hands, eyes downcast on it and the pouch still there.
after a few beats of silence:] Next time...you visit Doctor McCoy... I ought to go as well, I think. Just to be safe.
[because as burdensome as it all makes him feel, Blue doesn't want to make himself worse just out of pride. he can't be prideful for himself in this way, not with so much at stake for everyone else.]
[ HE GOT U BABE. Which means sliding over and leaning to place both on the nearby table. And then sliding back in Blue's direction, giving him a contemplative once over and crossing his arms.]
You should relax for now, until it kicks in properly.
[Blue feels a small beat of disappointment when he glimpses Yzak's posture closing up in his peripheral. it may be just practiced and comfortable for him, but...well...he can't really hang onto Blue when he's doing that, too!
he sighs gently, looking down at his own hands in his lap.]
Wouldn't you...? [he lifts his head and looks him in the eye. it's not accusatory, but Blue can't help but have that bit of intensity in his gaze - that Mu vibe.] Were it you.
[that knee-jerk response and backpedal pulls a little smile out of Blue, some of the unintended severity watering to softer tones on his features. there's a little color left behind by that tail-end remark.]
No? [he tilts his head a little.] That's a relief to hear.
[ He's also coloring when Blue calls that a relief. ]
Why would it be!?
I mean - [ That gets him to uncross his arms at least, so he can wave a hand. ] I don't think you can give a rain check for something like that! Can you...?
[ His voice gets a little higher because he's not really well versed in discussing a convenient time to do something like this. ] I'm just saying it's not off the table so I can do it any time!
[ And after blurting that out, he looks mortified because that made him sound like some kind of salacious bastard man. ]
[Yzak's flustering...it's really endearing. Blue breathes out a little laugh, shaking his head amidst the embarrassment radiating out of this man. this kind of fuss isn't terrible, this little struggle to be clear and confident in the face of some clear unknowns...]
I understand. [he catches the errant hand that had been stalled by mortification in the midst of the gesture, gently grasping it in both of his and bringing it over to him. he gives it a gentle, reassuring squeeze as he smiles at Yzak.] And I'm glad. Thank you.
[ It's hard to politely offer your intention to go to the bone zone at any time when you're still so unsure about so many things.
Blue's laugh and the touch of his hand help ease that fluster a little (a little, because those little things still cause similar, fluttering feelings within Yzak). Especially because... ]
Obviously that's not all I'm interested in, here!
[ Because Blue's reaction brings Yzak back around to the fact that laughing and smiling means he's feeling better than he was a few minutes ago. And that's ... far more important to him. Those two intentions colliding do cause him to wonder, though. Offering up that sort of intimate physicality, allowing his hand to be grasped and taken like this, so easily, when he's always so guarded. There are reasons for it, reasons why he only allows Blue to do it like this.
He likes him. A lot. (d a n g e r o u s)
Feeling warm hands around his, Yzak gives a small, quick squeeze back to emphasize what he says. ]
I'm far more relieved that you seem to be feeling better now.
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in any case, mention of basic living necessities gets a soft sound out of him.]
That...probably wouldn't hurt, would it.
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[ So did he, but he's ever a man of the right priorities, even if he's horned up.
Yzak climbs back up to his feet, slowly pulling his hands away from Blue once he's sure he'll be able to sit up for a second. And then he goes to fetch him a glass of water, some of their rations, and some ... meaty looking things. ]
The rations we have, or snake jerky. Take your pick.
[ He holds both out to Blue, eyes still watching him closely. ]
The snakes are edible - actually edible. So we don't have to worry about running out of what we have anymore.
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still, he is quiet and forcibly patient, aware of the mounting concern and pivot of focus coming from Yzak. it's not unlike that focus that would come from his Mu peers...it just lacks that undercurrent of anxiety regarding their own fates, should he fail them. no - Yzak's anxiety is a different color and frequency.
he takes the glass, having a couple small sips, brow furrowing. his throat really was dry, so that helps...but the sight of food, especially in light of all the distressing food-talk, doesn't really stir up an appetite.
after another sip:] There's...supplements. On the nightstand. Can you get them...? In a pouch...
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It's easy enough to find in their new, slightly smaller space. Yzak took it upon himself to grab everything they had in their former lodging, so the room looks a little less bare now. ]
Here.
[ As he moves to sit down next to Blue on the bed, he hands the pouch to him. ]
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while he's doing so:] They stand in for a day's worth of food...so this should be enough, unless I find myself with an appetite for snake. [he smiles wanly over at Yzak.]
...I'm sorry. For worrying you. Even if it's only natural to.
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And even if it was, I wouldn't be complaining about it anyway. [ Not in this kind of situation, at least. Not when the alternative seemed so dire.
He exhales, leaning back, voice a little calmer. ]
It's fine. As long as it helps.
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after a few beats of silence:] Next time...you visit Doctor McCoy... I ought to go as well, I think. Just to be safe.
[because as burdensome as it all makes him feel, Blue doesn't want to make himself worse just out of pride. he can't be prideful for himself in this way, not with so much at stake for everyone else.]
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[ There's some relief mixed in with the concern. ]
Are you feeling okay? Or, any better?
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The haziness is clearing. Thank you. You were right about that.
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You should relax for now, until it kicks in properly.
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he sighs gently, looking down at his own hands in his lap.]
...Yes. I will. [because what else can he do.]
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[ A beat, as he hears that little sigh. And his own voice softens some more. ]
You better not feel bad or anything.
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...
[ God damn it. ]
Okay, fine, maybe a little.
Just don't let it bother you that much! Because it's fine!
It's. It's not like it was a one time chance or something.
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No? [he tilts his head a little.] That's a relief to hear.
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Why would it be!?
I mean - [ That gets him to uncross his arms at least, so he can wave a hand. ] I don't think you can give a rain check for something like that! Can you...?
[ His voice gets a little higher because he's not really well versed in discussing a convenient time to do something like this. ] I'm just saying it's not off the table so I can do it any time!
[ And after blurting that out, he looks mortified because that made him sound like some kind of salacious bastard man. ]
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I understand. [he catches the errant hand that had been stalled by mortification in the midst of the gesture, gently grasping it in both of his and bringing it over to him. he gives it a gentle, reassuring squeeze as he smiles at Yzak.] And I'm glad. Thank you.
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Blue's laugh and the touch of his hand help ease that fluster a little (a little, because those little things still cause similar, fluttering feelings within Yzak). Especially because... ]
Obviously that's not all I'm interested in, here!
[ Because Blue's reaction brings Yzak back around to the fact that laughing and smiling means he's feeling better than he was a few minutes ago. And that's ... far more important to him. Those two intentions colliding do cause him to wonder, though. Offering up that sort of intimate physicality, allowing his hand to be grasped and taken like this, so easily, when he's always so guarded. There are reasons for it, reasons why he only allows Blue to do it like this.
He likes him. A lot. (d a n g e r o u s)
Feeling warm hands around his, Yzak gives a small, quick squeeze back to emphasize what he says. ]
I'm far more relieved that you seem to be feeling better now.
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