No, me either. [ he allows himself a brief interlude where she starts feeling better and they go outside to play. maybe they could have a snowball fight. it's not too fantastical is it? frank snorts when she finally speaks up again, nudging his nose against the side of her face even if she doesn't smell great right now. he's pretty sure neither of them do. ]
You could, could you? [ it's fond, tinged with a bit of his own drowsiness he still hasn't shaken. carefully, he peels himself up off the floor, bracing one foot against the tile and wrapping both arms around her middle so he can pull her to her feet with the motion. he waits, holding onto her in case she can't stand, but also ready to let go in an instant if she needs to puke again. ]
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You could, could you? [ it's fond, tinged with a bit of his own drowsiness he still hasn't shaken. carefully, he peels himself up off the floor, bracing one foot against the tile and wrapping both arms around her middle so he can pull her to her feet with the motion. he waits, holding onto her in case she can't stand, but also ready to let go in an instant if she needs to puke again. ]