[ Their walk back to their arrangements proceeds in silence, with Dimitri mostly zoning out and turning into dead weight once it's clear that Claude can support him (though not without some struggle, sorry, Claude). On the bright side, Dimitri does not notice his faltering at all.
Mostly on account of the fact that he also flops over weightlessly as soon as Claude collapses, landing face-first in the small, mildly uncomfortable mattress.
For a while, he just rests there, before he responds, voice muffled by the covers. ]
Thank you, Claude.
[ He lies there motionlessly. After a long moment, gravely, ]
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Mostly on account of the fact that he also flops over weightlessly as soon as Claude collapses, landing face-first in the small, mildly uncomfortable mattress.
For a while, he just rests there, before he responds, voice muffled by the covers. ]
Thank you, Claude.
[ He lies there motionlessly. After a long moment, gravely, ]
I am... unwell.