Achoo. *glare*
Kunzite sneezes, and shoots a vague glare in the general direction of the people most likely to be talking about him.
He sneezes again, and rolls his eyes.
He sneezes a third time, and huffs slightly. This time, he notices his eyes feel a bit runny and he's more tired than he should be, like some youma must have touched him just for a few seconds. Of course, one hasn't.
That's right; Kunzite's caught a full-blown cold. Laugh? Bring soup? Get him to rest? This one's harmless.
He sneezes again, and rolls his eyes.
He sneezes a third time, and huffs slightly. This time, he notices his eyes feel a bit runny and he's more tired than he should be, like some youma must have touched him just for a few seconds. Of course, one hasn't.
That's right; Kunzite's caught a full-blown cold. Laugh? Bring soup? Get him to rest? This one's harmless.