[She's pretty firm on that. This is all this horrible, awful town, and she's just so very, very tired of it. She gives him a gentle squeeze then steps back a little, her hands remaining on his arms.]
How do you feel? I know it makes humans sick.
[Coming back from the dead. But she can't voice that part.]
[She'll leave him to it, heading down to the kitchen with some hasty (and slightly panicked) parkouring to grab some batters and a screwdriver. It's a little longer getting back up, with the items in her arms, but sure enough, soon she returns, looking no less worried.]
Okay, I've got the stuff. You ready?
[Because she knows changing his batteries is always a daunting task for him- for how easy it is for him to lose himself. Neither of them wants that looming over them if they can help it. ]
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[She's pretty firm on that. This is all this horrible, awful town, and she's just so very, very tired of it. She gives him a gentle squeeze then steps back a little, her hands remaining on his arms.]
How do you feel? I know it makes humans sick.
[Coming back from the dead. But she can't voice that part.]
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[he grimaces.]
It's a new feeling.
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[Toys aren't supposed to get sick, thanks a lot, Sodder.]
Uhhhh- how about new batteries? Would they help?
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[and yet, here he is, feeling like barfing.]
I-- It couldn't hurt to try?
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[She nods, patting his arm.]
Okay, you sit tight. I'm gonna go raid the kitchen, I'll be right back.
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and at that, he nods and flops backwards onto his ass, already tired of standing.]
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Okay, I've got the stuff. You ready?
[Because she knows changing his batteries is always a daunting task for him- for how easy it is for him to lose himself. Neither of them wants that looming over them if they can help it. ]