[Video]

[not_riku_thx]

[Fingers fumble across the buttons, and the camera comes on instead of the intended audio. There's just the corner of a pillow and a chin, a few beraggled strands of silver hair, but the image is very dim.

The boy in bed sighs, sounds run down, the usual confidence replaced with a tired mumbling tone, the shuffle of blankets, having just woken up

Comments

[wirewings]

You're unwell?

[not_riku_thx]

Hnh? Nhh-no, I'm fine, I just....got up.

[wirewings]

You coughed.

[And a pause to think more.]

And you sound tired.

[not_riku_thx]

Everyone around here's a little tired and sick from everything.

[wirewings]

Oh.

...I'm sorry.

[not_riku_thx]

Nah....it's okay. It's...don't be sorry. It isn't anything so easily fixed by anyone.

[wirewings]

[...]

I didn't know that people could have such hardships.

[not_riku_thx]

Hnh....Welcome to Discedo.

[wirewings]

Is it like this all the time?

[not_riku_thx]

It's usually warmer than this.

[wirewings]

[Ffff Prydain, she doesn't quite get sarcasm yet.]

Okay.