[ He'd been distracted temporarily by a commotion nearby as someone else stumbled back into the area to be met by friends, and while they aren't coughing as much as he was: even Claude recognizes the only reason he's less bloody himself is because of Sylvain's care.
Speaking of that. Claude's in the process of looking back when that hand sweeps through his hair and he blinks in momentary surprise before catching himself. ]
Better start on my hands while I still can't feel them.
[ With a flex of each to test whether that's true, and based on none of the various gashes flaring up even as he can tell by the way they're stretching - and based on how many there are - there should be some kind of sensation besides the lack of anything. Looking down means catching sight of Sylvain's handiwork, of course, so that means sitting back up with a smirk to reach for his shirt to put it back on. ]
Let me ruin your view first before you get started, though.
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Speaking of that. Claude's in the process of looking back when that hand sweeps through his hair and he blinks in momentary surprise before catching himself. ]
Better start on my hands while I still can't feel them.
[ With a flex of each to test whether that's true, and based on none of the various gashes flaring up even as he can tell by the way they're stretching - and based on how many there are - there should be some kind of sensation besides the lack of anything. Looking down means catching sight of Sylvain's handiwork, of course, so that means sitting back up with a smirk to reach for his shirt to put it back on. ]
Let me ruin your view first before you get started, though.