[It's slow going, but they manage it, and he doesn't stumble nearly as much. He seems more exhausted than anything else, now.]
Not as... bad as I was....
[That's not really saying much. They make their way home, up the hill, a walk he usually makes with no trouble. This time, though, he has to stop a few times, wheezing. He's leaning heavily against her by the time they get inside. Alas, Casita can only do so much to aid their progress, but it flips the stairs so that they can't climb them and opens the door to a parlour which has the advantage of being on the ground floor, and of having a very inviting-looking squashy sofa.
The sofa is perfect and when they get there Bruno drops himself onto it with an exhausted groan, flopped bonelessly on the cushions with one arm over his eyes. After a beat he moves the arm and looks up at her.]
Sorry you had to see that. Sometimes... it doesn't take much to bring out the... worst in people.
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Not as... bad as I was....
[That's not really saying much. They make their way home, up the hill, a walk he usually makes with no trouble. This time, though, he has to stop a few times, wheezing. He's leaning heavily against her by the time they get inside. Alas, Casita can only do so much to aid their progress, but it flips the stairs so that they can't climb them and opens the door to a parlour which has the advantage of being on the ground floor, and of having a very inviting-looking squashy sofa.
The sofa is perfect and when they get there Bruno drops himself onto it with an exhausted groan, flopped bonelessly on the cushions with one arm over his eyes. After a beat he moves the arm and looks up at her.]
Sorry you had to see that. Sometimes... it doesn't take much to bring out the... worst in people.