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[improvking]

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[improvking]

[ The Ring-Spirit just winces again, harder, and huddles into his wings with a grimace. The fuck's he supposed to say now that wouldn't just make it worse??

Kul Elna makes a questioning noise. They don't get the problem. ]

[softspokenlandlord]

[Just...just give him a minute here.

Ryou eventually gets control of himself, but not before...uh, looking as if he'd just hemorrhaged his own guts on the lawn. This is the consequence of being a blood-feeder again, and having had a fair amount before calling the Ring-Spirit in the first place.

He's fine. It's fine...and after a quick wipe of his lips on his sleeve, which he is definitely changing very soon...Ryou finally returns his attention to the Ring-Spirit. He's a little ashen, but slightly more composed.]

P-please. Never say that again. I have this thing in my head. Isn't that bad enough?

[Kul Elna gets a pass. They're just here, doing their best.]

[improvking]

[ The Ring-Spirit's just kinda stood here awkwardly, staring at his feet, the whole time. ]

Yeah. Yeah, it is, it just kinda -[ no no no, do NOT say "slipped out" at this juncture ]- I mean, ss-sorry...

[ He still stumbles over apologies sometimes.

Kul Elna remains perplexed, drifting slowly back and forth between them as they make a soft wooing noise. ]

[softspokenlandlord]

[Ryou understands that his spirit's not entirely great at being "normal" or apologizing, so he just sighs and nods.]

Would you like to come inside? Better than being out here, what with the mess, and I can get you a drink. [Quietly, he adds:] And get me a drink...

[He hopes Atem doesn't see it and freak out later. But, if he does, Ryou has an explanation. Easy as that.]

[improvking]

Mn... [ The Ring-Spirit shuffles awkwardly in place for a moment as he agrees, before following after Ryou. ]

Dunno what's on offer, but nothing alcoholic for me - I think neither of us want my inhibitions going any lower, h-heh...

[ Kul Elna drifts along beside them, either oblivious or determined to ignore whatever it is that's currently troubling their living company. ]