[ Tired as he is, it takes him a moment to grasp her meaning — but soon as he does, he's cramming the last of his bread into his mouth and trotting after her, even if there's not much spring to his step. Even so, he can't let her do all the work herself! ]
You don't have to do that. [ He says, though it's quite muffled since he's still chewing his food. ] Seriously, I'll be fine.
[ He insists, even though he's already swaying on his feet. Even if it's not a hot shower, a bath sounds beyond heavenly, just what his aching joints needs. But still.
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You don't have to do that. [ He says, though it's quite muffled since he's still chewing his food. ] Seriously, I'll be fine.
[ He insists, even though he's already swaying on his feet. Even if it's not a hot shower, a bath sounds beyond heavenly, just what his aching joints needs. But still.
Lightly, he grasps her elbow. ]
I'd probably just fall asleep in it, anyway...