[ Jack says his name with a tone that seems to place importance on the name, though there's no real indication as to why that might be. There might not be one, considering how disorganized his thoughts are, but that at least has the advantage of making Jack a little more agreeable, at least in a way. He's stubborn at the best of times and proud, so being shepherded would be something he would normally recoil at, but now, he actually follows along.
He heads in the direction that Fenris indicates, which is generally back towards the couch which he's made his home in the last day or two. The area is a mess as a result: an assortment of blankets, glasses, and empty medicine packets. There's no real indication that anyone else had been here, but it doesn't seem like Jack is really in the state to take care of himself either. After all, that's why Fenris is here. ]
Water would be... Yeah, that'd be good, actually. [ His tone lights up as he seems to realize that, though he almost tosses himself on the couch. Even sick, he seems to be thrumming with energy. ] Like, is it just me, or is it a friggin' furnace in here?
[ He asks, but he raises a hand to wave it at Fenris over the top of the couch. ]
N-Nah, who am I kiddin', I know this is just a loada crap. You're fine. Right? Nnnnno sickness for you!
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[ Jack says his name with a tone that seems to place importance on the name, though there's no real indication as to why that might be. There might not be one, considering how disorganized his thoughts are, but that at least has the advantage of making Jack a little more agreeable, at least in a way. He's stubborn at the best of times and proud, so being shepherded would be something he would normally recoil at, but now, he actually follows along.
He heads in the direction that Fenris indicates, which is generally back towards the couch which he's made his home in the last day or two. The area is a mess as a result: an assortment of blankets, glasses, and empty medicine packets. There's no real indication that anyone else had been here, but it doesn't seem like Jack is really in the state to take care of himself either. After all, that's why Fenris is here. ]
Water would be... Yeah, that'd be good, actually. [ His tone lights up as he seems to realize that, though he almost tosses himself on the couch. Even sick, he seems to be thrumming with energy. ] Like, is it just me, or is it a friggin' furnace in here?
[ He asks, but he raises a hand to wave it at Fenris over the top of the couch. ]
N-Nah, who am I kiddin', I know this is just a loada crap. You're fine. Right? Nnnnno sickness for you!