[For all the fondness in Jon's smile at Tim joining them, his tone is dry as a bone.]
Maybe just you.
[He means well enough. Jon rubs Martin's back before sitting up proper. Even if it's not sharp pains, his back is still sore and he finds himself looking at Martin and Algric.
God there are two of them.
What the fuck is he supposed to do with two of them.
Jon clears his throat, giving both their shoulders a gentle squeeze.]
Should we, I mean. The... whole place is... Like this, but should we at least get out of the water?
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Date: 2020-08-18 02:58 am (UTC)Maybe just you.
[He means well enough. Jon rubs Martin's back before sitting up proper. Even if it's not sharp pains, his back is still sore and he finds himself looking at Martin and Algric.
God there are two of them.
What the fuck is he supposed to do with two of them.
Jon clears his throat, giving both their shoulders a gentle squeeze.]
Should we, I mean. The... whole place is... Like this, but should we at least get out of the water?