kingdomdressing | (no subject)

[If they had chickens around here somewhere she might sacrifice one for him. Alas. The chocobo are off-limits, man.]

[He wouldn't go after chocobos anyway, that's just stupid. But yes, after a few hours of generally just acting like a ~~doofus~~ canine, he'll abruptly fall over as the change kicks in.]

[At which point she will make a run for the door -- or, more specifically, the bag she left next to it.]

[He'll just be over here doing the whole screaming and transforming thing. Once he's done, he'll take a moment to catch his breath, mostly face down. The collar's still on him, because I this place has a terrible sense of humour.]

[Hopefully he won't be too startled when she appears suddenly, placing a gentle hand on his shoulder.]

[He jerks a bit, shifting so he can look at her without showing off his front too much.]

[Her eyes are closed -- she's relying on her senses alone for navigation, which is fairly easy for her. She has a potion in her other hand, though.]

Hey.

[He grunts and shifts again, attempting to sit up. He'll be able to cover himself with a hand that way while still being able to take the potion.]

Hey.

[That hand on his shoulder tightens marginally, a warning for him not to push it.]

Take it easy.

I'm fine.

[Well, she can probably tell that's a lie, really, but. he's better than he was last time, for sure.]

[Her grip doesn't change, and she just pulls the potion around to her front to offer it to him.]

Right. How are you feeling?

Like shit.

[He'll take the potion and down it like his life depends on it, thanks.]

[Good. While he's doing that, she's going to tug clothes out of the bag. There's also a water bottle in there, more potions, bandages...]

[His hand is going to the collar still around his neck with an irritated noise.]

[That makes her pause, and open one eye -- the one on the same side as the upper half of his body, just to be on the safe side.]

What-

[Oh.]

[He looks so unimpressed. It's not even as loose as it should be, considering the difference between the size of his neck now and how thick it was as a werewolf.]

[... Well that's... fun times. Yeah.]

Want some help?

Please.

[Lul it's not gonna come off.]

[She will try anyway! But it will quickly turn from her trying to unclasp it to her trying to tug it apart, if that's the case. Stupid thing.]

[Which will eventually lead to him groaning.]

Not working, is it.

[She lets go of the collar, closing her eyes again.]

It's not going to come off. Not right now, anyway.

Figures.

[He is soooooooo not amused right now. He wants to punch something, even though that would be damn painful right now, most likely.]

[Just don't punch her. Time to change the subject-]

Are you feeling up to getting dressed? Or do you need another potion first?

I can get dressed.

[Don't worry, he won't be punching her. It'd more likely be a wall.]

Alright.

[Then she's going to set the clothes down beside him, and shift around so she can move and give him some space.]