[ PLEASE!!!!! he says this like vaguely huffy as he plops back down finally, trying to shake the mental image of rupert getting his head bashed in. there's a moment where he takes stock, trying to make sure he's okay, and now actually pushing that handkerchief into his remaining hand. jeez. ]
[he's maybe a little bit unnaturally still, and he takes the handkerchief with a grateful nod even if he doesn't do anything with it quite yet. muttered:]
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[quietly, as he brings the heel of his palm up to rub at his eyes for a second.]
Worse than how I died in the first round... Sorry you had to see that.
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[ PLEASE!!!!! he says this like vaguely huffy as he plops back down finally, trying to shake the mental image of rupert getting his head bashed in. there's a moment where he takes stock, trying to make sure he's okay, and now actually pushing that handkerchief into his remaining hand. jeez. ]
Bloody hell.
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...Thanks. [...] I don't really know what to say.