[He sighs, swallows, then leans back a little as the nausea starts to ease off. Not much, but a little. Enough that he thinks he can keep going, if he can convince Firo to let him; he'll just have to take it slow.]
Look, if it gets too bad I'll just leave, come back with a bottle, and go on my merry way. Okay? No stains on your perfect floor, I got you. Those are your limits.
no subject
[He sighs, swallows, then leans back a little as the nausea starts to ease off. Not much, but a little. Enough that he thinks he can keep going, if he can convince Firo to let him; he'll just have to take it slow.]
Look, if it gets too bad I'll just leave, come back with a bottle, and go on my merry way. Okay? No stains on your perfect floor, I got you. Those are your limits.