Flonne looked at the glass Laharl offered, then up to his face as she noticed his grip was shaking. She could guess how he was feeling just from that, but...this was really scary. Laharl never lost it like this. Why was he doing it now?
She managed to sit up and reached out, putting one hand under the glass and the other gently on top of his, leaving it there for a few seconds before finally taking the glass from him and having a few sips of water, peering worriedly at him over the rim as she did so.
It hadn't been more than a few seconds after Flonne had taken the glass from him that she put it back down on the bedside table. Laharl was hurting and she just couldn't stand it anymore. She reached out, gently laying a hand on his shoulder, so scared for and worried about him and all but useless in her present state. "Laharl..."
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She managed to sit up and reached out, putting one hand under the glass and the other gently on top of his, leaving it there for a few seconds before finally taking the glass from him and having a few sips of water, peering worriedly at him over the rim as she did so.
It hadn't been more than a few seconds after Flonne had taken the glass from him that she put it back down on the bedside table. Laharl was hurting and she just couldn't stand it anymore. She reached out, gently laying a hand on his shoulder, so scared for and worried about him and all but useless in her present state. "Laharl..."