[Eternally unimpressed; Takasugi operates like a wild animal at all times -- he isn't surprised in the least. He should very well be dead at the moment, but that tenacity...
The fact that he's forcing himself upright is obnoxious. He's moving again (not without the essentials, and he does goddamn well at not spilling his brita filter waterglass), up and shifting, arranging himself behind the samurai like a fucking posture coach. He's offering his front as a brace, and were he to arrange his arms in a certain way, he could double as a backpack.]
You'll take them with water.
[While depositing the tablets into his hand; a gratuitous kiss finds the crown of his head.]
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The fact that he's forcing himself upright is obnoxious. He's moving again (not without the essentials, and he does goddamn well at not spilling his brita filter waterglass), up and shifting, arranging himself behind the samurai like a fucking posture coach. He's offering his front as a brace, and were he to arrange his arms in a certain way, he could double as a backpack.]
You'll take them with water.
[While depositing the tablets into his hand; a gratuitous kiss finds the crown of his head.]