[Firo can't come up with a good response and so ignores the comment. He presses his hand to his forehead and debates if he should just go bring the booze here already. The scent of dough baking is already drifting through the room, but he knows they have several minutes to go before it's actually ready.
Best to wait. He's getting the sense that Hank isn't much for self control, and he'd rather not have puke in the kitchen either.]
If you're not gonna clean up after yourself, could you at least stop throwing things around like a kid?
[He turns to watch Hank in the pantry and leans back on the counter. His hands scrabble against the surface on either side of him like nervous spiders--briefly, until he reassures himself that he's not falling even though he can't actually sense the counter on his back or hands.]
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Best to wait. He's getting the sense that Hank isn't much for self control, and he'd rather not have puke in the kitchen either.]
If you're not gonna clean up after yourself, could you at least stop throwing things around like a kid?
[He turns to watch Hank in the pantry and leans back on the counter. His hands scrabble against the surface on either side of him like nervous spiders--briefly, until he reassures himself that he's not falling even though he can't actually sense the counter on his back or hands.]