[He's looking. He doesn't know how to acknowledge it now any better than he has before, elsewhere, except as a problem he needs to solve. His goal is to not elicit that kind of concern; that's how he, along with everyone else, will know he's actually alright.]
Right you are. [With a wry snort. Welcome to the wonderful world of kinning your beast, Rindo.
But Gladion doesn't get to elaborate on that, because a static burst snaps along his limbs, pushing a jolt of pain with it. Pain that fades fast but also doesn't fade at all, sudden discomfort that he flinches with, one knee pulling up, hunching over himself.]
Ngh.
[Sometimes it blinks back at this point. Sometimes it doesn't. This seems to be one of the latter. When he leans back against the wall again, nausea rears, and he closes his eyes and puts a fist gently to his mouth to ride it out.
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Date: 2023-08-16 09:40 pm (UTC)Right you are. [With a wry snort. Welcome to the wonderful world of kinning your beast, Rindo.
But Gladion doesn't get to elaborate on that, because a static burst snaps along his limbs, pushing a jolt of pain with it. Pain that fades fast but also doesn't fade at all, sudden discomfort that he flinches with, one knee pulling up, hunching over himself.]
Ngh.
[Sometimes it blinks back at this point. Sometimes it doesn't. This seems to be one of the latter. When he leans back against the wall again, nausea rears, and he closes his eyes and puts a fist gently to his mouth to ride it out.
His very human eyes have bags under them.]