[ There's another whiny groan at the idea that he has to keep lying there for even one minute more, but even though he's protesting like a toddler, Inigo does listen. He only moves to sit up when Tidus offers his hand, which he promptly takes, letting the other pull him up into a sitting position.
He'll probably keep sitting for a while. His head feels better, but still a tad faint. Probably better to not risk it too much.
Though the moment Senku swats at him-- ]
Ouch!
[ Of course it doesn't really hurt. He's whining still. ]
I didn't intend to..! [ Give him a heart attack, that is. But no matter how whiny Inigo says as he sounds it, he does shut up after, ready to watch Senku's demonstration rather than be unhelpfully whiny.
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He'll probably keep sitting for a while. His head feels better, but still a tad faint. Probably better to not risk it too much.
Though the moment Senku swats at him-- ]
Ouch!
[ Of course it doesn't really hurt. He's whining still. ]
I didn't intend to..! [ Give him a heart attack, that is. But no matter how whiny Inigo says as he sounds it, he does shut up after, ready to watch Senku's demonstration rather than be unhelpfully whiny.
(He's rubbing his shoulder now though.) ]