Inigo's gaze quickly shifts between the dishes and Soldat, before settling on the latter's face.
"You should." Before he just falls over. It seemed pretty likely to happen earlier. And then, as if he read their thoughts, Inigo adds: "Don't worry about the dishes, I'll do them."
He's not particularly whining about doing chores when it really matters, after all. And it feels more important to him to get them in bed than to have to wash a few dishes.
"I'll go with you to your cabin first," Inigo says, getting up. There's something determined in his voice, like he's leaving no room for protesting. He won't have it! "Come on!"
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"You should." Before he just falls over. It seemed pretty likely to happen earlier. And then, as if he read their thoughts, Inigo adds: "Don't worry about the dishes, I'll do them."
He's not particularly whining about doing chores when it really matters, after all. And it feels more important to him to get them in bed than to have to wash a few dishes.
"I'll go with you to your cabin first," Inigo says, getting up. There's something determined in his voice, like he's leaving no room for protesting. He won't have it! "Come on!"