Thanks! I'd like to think of it more like... "crawls down the stairs backwards when his mom says the pizza rolls are done" chic, but, y'know.
[After a moment, he adds in the equalizing compliment that Dave deserves for that-] You look like fossilized shit, by the way.
[You'd think he'd be more offended off of hearing him being called out like this, but really? It just registers as a compliment and he can't help but hide a certainly weaker, but still there smile. Didn't help either that every time he moved his jaw to speak his head pounded a little more, which was a masochist for since he usually couldn't shut up around Dave. Like it was sincerely impossible. Sometimes a dude just gets paralyzed in front of you and you just start rambling into a conversation that doesn't seem to want to let up now that you've gotten comfortable doing it, and that's where Ryuji's head is at.
It's also at the same place of eyeing him up and seeing what sort of damage he was going through, because he's a worrier at heart, and hey, he might really suck at pretending he isn't? But that's okay, he figures if anyone can see through him easily it might as well be this dude right here.]
Did you like... uh... literally fall outta bed? [Yeah, there was a thud, that was pretty obvious-- to be fair, but Ryuji asks anyway. He also lets himself in, because fever be damned if that's going to stop him. The look he gives Dave is somewhat apologetic, but not that he's sorry for intruding, rather that he doesn't have enough energy in him to pick Dave up and carry him straight to his bed like he would've liked to.]
Anyway... hey, you alright? I thought maybe we could uh. Be... sick together, y'know?
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[After a moment, he adds in the equalizing compliment that Dave deserves for that-] You look like fossilized shit, by the way.
[You'd think he'd be more offended off of hearing him being called out like this, but really? It just registers as a compliment and he can't help but hide a certainly weaker, but still there smile. Didn't help either that every time he moved his jaw to speak his head pounded a little more, which was a masochist for since he usually couldn't shut up around Dave. Like it was sincerely impossible. Sometimes a dude just gets paralyzed in front of you and you just start rambling into a conversation that doesn't seem to want to let up now that you've gotten comfortable doing it, and that's where Ryuji's head is at.
It's also at the same place of eyeing him up and seeing what sort of damage he was going through, because he's a worrier at heart, and hey, he might really suck at pretending he isn't? But that's okay, he figures if anyone can see through him easily it might as well be this dude right here.]
Did you like... uh... literally fall outta bed? [Yeah, there was a thud, that was pretty obvious-- to be fair, but Ryuji asks anyway. He also lets himself in, because fever be damned if that's going to stop him. The look he gives Dave is somewhat apologetic, but not that he's sorry for intruding, rather that he doesn't have enough energy in him to pick Dave up and carry him straight to his bed like he would've liked to.]
Anyway... hey, you alright? I thought maybe we could uh. Be... sick together, y'know?