[It's probably for the best the calming magic is swirling so thickly in his veins -- or perhaps that's simply mixing with the fog of blood loss -- because not only would he be panicked, he'd be annoyed.
Unfortunately, bedside manner does not exist on the Continent.]
I'm not a child. [He would huff, but he chokes on the inhale of breath and coughs instead, and, oh. Fuck. The force of a cough is enough to make him moan, momentarily lost in the pain of it. Of everything.
Conversely, he does not need to make Jaskier drink it. He lifts his head enough that he mightn't choke chugging it, which is exactly what he does. Chugs it. In two swallows, the entire potion is down and he drops the bottle as his arm falls back. The words slur, but it's very important he tells Sam.] Funny story. This's happened before.
[What he doesn't have the energy to explain is this: almost dying, a rough ride that he barely remembers through places that blur; the urgency of it. All culminating to the moment he desperately drinks down a potion and knows, even without an elf telling him this time, that there is a chance he still might die.
His eyes close as he coughs again, this time with blood in his mouth.]
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Unfortunately, bedside manner does not exist on the Continent.]
I'm not a child. [He would huff, but he chokes on the inhale of breath and coughs instead, and, oh. Fuck. The force of a cough is enough to make him moan, momentarily lost in the pain of it. Of everything.
Conversely, he does not need to make Jaskier drink it. He lifts his head enough that he mightn't choke chugging it, which is exactly what he does. Chugs it. In two swallows, the entire potion is down and he drops the bottle as his arm falls back. The words slur, but it's very important he tells Sam.] Funny story. This's happened before.
[What he doesn't have the energy to explain is this: almost dying, a rough ride that he barely remembers through places that blur; the urgency of it. All culminating to the moment he desperately drinks down a potion and knows, even without an elf telling him this time, that there is a chance he still might die.
His eyes close as he coughs again, this time with blood in his mouth.]