[ Founder, it feels nice to just... hug his brother again. Not in desperation or in a fit of high emotion, but just holding for the sake of holding. For them, not because of something that happened.
But the tickle is calling, and he can't escape it forever. And even Clive is noticing, because of course he would. So, after his brother helps him to sit back, he politely turns his head, lifts his hand to his mouth, and lets the cough have its way with him. ]
Some things don't change...
[ Ugh. He does need a sip of water, so he pushes himself back up to his feet. But first, he holds a hand out to Clive again. ]
Your horns are stuck in the couch.
[ He trusts his brother won't yank him down again. ]
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But the tickle is calling, and he can't escape it forever. And even Clive is noticing, because of course he would. So, after his brother helps him to sit back, he politely turns his head, lifts his hand to his mouth, and lets the cough have its way with him. ]
Some things don't change...
[ Ugh. He does need a sip of water, so he pushes himself back up to his feet. But first, he holds a hand out to Clive again. ]
Your horns are stuck in the couch.
[ He trusts his brother won't yank him down again. ]