Hunching down somewhat guiltily for making him come to the door, Hikaru peeked up at Allen's expression, wondering just how tired he was, and why.
"Thank you, Allen," She murmured softly, slipping into his room and turning to study him. "Are you okay? I haven't seen you in a while. You're not sick again, are you?"
((Oh noooo! I'm so sorry! I wish I could take away your paaaain! ;_;))
Hikaru wanted to believe all his reassurances, but Allen could barely meet her gaze, it seemed.
"Do you want to sit down? What's been happening lately? Do you need sleep, or food, Allen?"
Remembering what she held in her hand, Hikaru offered the package of crackers to Allen, urging them closer with worry. "These are safe to eat. There's water in the bathroom." Hikaru was in over-drive, and her actions were probably too fast for Allen to comprehend, but she didn't know what was going on, and wanted to make sure he was well and comfortable. Grabbing his hand and dropping the arm that held the crackers to her side, Hikaru began to lead him to slowly pull him away from the door.
"I..." Everything was happening to quickly. Hikaru was aying something, but Allen couldn't hear her over the pounding in his ears. He nearly jumped when she grabbed his hand, feeling a twinge of relief when he realized it wasn't that hand. He did manage to catch what she last said, nodding mutely in agreement.
Truly concerned, now that he was agreeing with her, Hikaru carefully edged closer to Allen's bed and lightly tugged at his hand so he would follow her. When she reached the side of the bed she had a moment of indecision before she let go of Allen's hand and pulled the covers back, then bent to set the package of crackers on the floor against the wall so they would be out of her way until she needed them. Turning back toward Allen, Hikaru gently nudged his side to get him to crawl into bed.
"A-Allen? Are you sick? Please, tell me what's wrong." She watched his expression for a sign, hoping he was just sorely sleep deprived. What if he truly was sick again, though? "When was the last time you ate or slept?"
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"Thank you, Allen," She murmured softly, slipping into his room and turning to study him. "Are you okay? I haven't seen you in a while. You're not sick again, are you?"
((Oh noooo! I'm so sorry! I wish I could take away your paaaain! ;_;))
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((Here, have a sentence! Damn wrists >\))
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"Do you want to sit down? What's been happening lately? Do you need sleep, or food, Allen?"
Remembering what she held in her hand, Hikaru offered the package of crackers to Allen, urging them closer with worry. "These are safe to eat. There's water in the bathroom." Hikaru was in over-drive, and her actions were probably too fast for Allen to comprehend, but she didn't know what was going on, and wanted to make sure he was well and comfortable. Grabbing his hand and dropping the arm that held the crackers to her side, Hikaru began to lead him to slowly pull him away from the door.
"Allen, maybe you should lie down..."
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"A-Allen? Are you sick? Please, tell me what's wrong." She watched his expression for a sign, hoping he was just sorely sleep deprived. What if he truly was sick again, though? "When was the last time you ate or slept?"
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