[ yeah he remembers, he remembers real good. how could he forget?
he allows himself to be herded to the shower, though the furrow in his brow hasn't left since he stepped off the ferry. as lu bixing decides to??? start ordering him around???? he lifts his head and basically holds his stupid shirt closed and stares at him for a long moment. ]
And your burns? What about those?
[ mrgh. emotions. he lifts a hand and starts unbuttoning his shirt (slowly), shrugging it off his good shoulder and then carefully starting to extricate it from his bandaged shoulder. it is about as slow as a wounded person gets, but lu bixing is right... he won't ask for help even if he needs it. ]
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he allows himself to be herded to the shower, though the furrow in his brow hasn't left since he stepped off the ferry. as lu bixing decides to??? start ordering him around???? he lifts his head and basically holds his stupid shirt closed and stares at him for a long moment. ]
And your burns? What about those?
[ mrgh. emotions. he lifts a hand and starts unbuttoning his shirt (slowly), shrugging it off his good shoulder and then carefully starting to extricate it from his bandaged shoulder. it is about as slow as a wounded person gets, but lu bixing is right... he won't ask for help even if he needs it. ]