Having a weak stomach is something I've never been accused of.
[But gods it was certainly a challenge, and one he's still struggling with as the taste continues to linger. Diluc rubs the back of his wrist against his forehead, scrubbing away the faintly clammy sensation there, and then straightens his shoulders and finally regains some sense over himself.
He gives himself a small shake then coughs to clear his throat.]
Though I expect it helped that I haven't had lunch yet.
[Diluc does realise, in the back of his mind, that he's very much acting his age right now. It's something he doesn't get to do very often - so little that he barely marks it - but isn't this kind of stupid thing exactly what two men in their early twenties would do to each other?
They're behaving ridiculously, and he can't bring himself to mind too much about a little harmless pranking.]
I may have to see to that, if only to get rid of this awful taste.
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[But gods it was certainly a challenge, and one he's still struggling with as the taste continues to linger. Diluc rubs the back of his wrist against his forehead, scrubbing away the faintly clammy sensation there, and then straightens his shoulders and finally regains some sense over himself.
He gives himself a small shake then coughs to clear his throat.]
Though I expect it helped that I haven't had lunch yet.
[Diluc does realise, in the back of his mind, that he's very much acting his age right now. It's something he doesn't get to do very often - so little that he barely marks it - but isn't this kind of stupid thing exactly what two men in their early twenties would do to each other?
They're behaving ridiculously, and he can't bring himself to mind too much about a little harmless pranking.]
I may have to see to that, if only to get rid of this awful taste.