[ Everything still feels muddled in his head, but the ache of sickness is beginning to let up, just a tad. He still welcomes a moment to sit. Under any other circumstance, he'd probably not want to get back up. ]
Sorry for, uh. Making you workbon your day off, or whatever.
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[ Everything still feels muddled in his head, but the ache of sickness is beginning to let up, just a tad. He still welcomes a moment to sit. Under any other circumstance, he'd probably not want to get back up. ]
Sorry for, uh. Making you workbon your day off, or whatever.