[He frowns as he's shrugged off. He can understand why she does, but he is trying to help.]
Could be something with the mix...or the alcohol they used. They...definitely don't agree with everyone. [He places a hand on her back again, though it doesn't resume the soothing circles from earlier.]
Do you want to get out of here? The Porter probably isn't the best idea but Hunk probably wouldn't mind you crashing there...or we can get you a room somewhere. Sleep it off?
[Her forehead remains against the pot, at least until the room stops its spinning and dipping for a bit and she can feel like she can breathe against without getting sick. But, ancestors, does that rubbing feel good, and understanding what he means by "crashing" in the not-literal sense but in the sleeping sense, she lets out a sigh.
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Date: 2017-10-07 01:29 am (UTC)Could be something with the mix...or the alcohol they used. They...definitely don't agree with everyone. [He places a hand on her back again, though it doesn't resume the soothing circles from earlier.]
Do you want to get out of here? The Porter probably isn't the best idea but Hunk probably wouldn't mind you crashing there...or we can get you a room somewhere. Sleep it off?
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Date: 2017-10-08 04:06 am (UTC)Sleep sounds...good. Or a bed at least.]
I wouldn't want...to be a bother.