[He's not sure what to think, honestly. Jasper's reply doesn't make it sound like he himself has had the dream, but he's trying to be mindful about not assuming.
He turns slightly in his old friend's direction, intending to say something, his elbow brushing against Jasper's hand as he sits back. It's a fairly innocent touch.
And yet.
His head immediately aches. Painfully. Confusingly.
What begins as a slight shift in his chair ends with Hendrik very unceremoniously falling forward, right into Jasper's lap.]
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[He's not sure what to think, honestly. Jasper's reply doesn't make it sound like he himself has had the dream, but he's trying to be mindful about not assuming.
He turns slightly in his old friend's direction, intending to say something, his elbow brushing against Jasper's hand as he sits back. It's a fairly innocent touch.
And yet.
His head immediately aches. Painfully. Confusingly.
What begins as a slight shift in his chair ends with Hendrik very unceremoniously falling forward, right into Jasper's lap.]