[He gulps, as if testing the idea, but comes up negative-- he's all around sore, all around numb, but his throat isn't raw or aching or burning. Most of the problems he figures are probably just his brain psyching himself out. It usually is, and he likes that interpretation better.
So he shakes his head, and after a moment of consideration, hazards another glance up at her. Still worrying his lip, but slowly it looks like he's becoming... well, not relaxed, but at least a little more willing to converse. He looks back down at his tablet once more, and taps out a message just as before.]
just cold+sore. everythign is.
[He doesn't keep that message up for long though, and quickly types out something else.]
no subject
So he shakes his head, and after a moment of consideration, hazards another glance up at her. Still worrying his lip, but slowly it looks like he's becoming... well, not relaxed, but at least a little more willing to converse. He looks back down at his tablet once more, and taps out a message just as before.]
just cold+sore. everythign is.
[He doesn't keep that message up for long though, and quickly types out something else.]
whats "bending"? is it a superpower?