He's fumbling to unfasten the front of his coat so he can just get that nice and settles next to his core, uno momento. Though he does blow out an exhale at the question, close to a laugh.]
Stubbornness, I suppose.
The fatigue comes in waves. Mostly I work around it. Sometimes I can't. [Sometimes even with layering up he still pushes too hard and ends up under a computer desk cause he spent a little too much time out in the autumn air and went completely into instinct mode when his heart rate dropped like a rock.]
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He's fumbling to unfasten the front of his coat so he can just get that nice and settles next to his core, uno momento. Though he does blow out an exhale at the question, close to a laugh.]
Stubbornness, I suppose.
The fatigue comes in waves. Mostly I work around it. Sometimes I can't. [Sometimes even with layering up he still pushes too hard and ends up under a computer desk cause he spent a little too much time out in the autumn air and went completely into instinct mode when his heart rate dropped like a rock.]
...Thank you.
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[ he'd feel better about it if Thancred had asked for tips or something, but. well. not why he's here, frankly. ]
... How's Lynne doing?