[Archer flinches hard as Kimblee approaches (the automail once again protesting), but there's no clapping involved and it takes him a moment to realize why he's relaxing so easily. Kimblee always does this. This calms him down. This is normal. This is the one normal thing here. It takes him a moment, but he leans into Kimblee's touch, glancing away with a flush of embarrassment. They normally don't do this out in the open, but Kimblee does know how to calm Archer down, and if there's anything he needs right now, it's this.]
Of course I'm not dismissing you. You know me better than that.
[He's positive of that; Kimblee knows him better than anyone else ever has, or ever will, he assumes.]
I'm fine. It's just a lot to get used to.
[But he sounds tired and he's sick of pretending that everything is perfectly fine. He wants to tell Kimblee about how horrible it is - living like this, if one can even call it "living" - but he can't bring himself to. Shouldn't he be grateful that he is alive? But why didn't Johto get rid of the automail? Is it only back for this weekend, or is he going to be stuck like this for another year and a half, or perhaps longer?
Archer moves to latch onto Kimblee, starting with his left hand as usual. The automail arm comes up and Archer glares at it for a moment before lowering it. He can't properly latch onto Kimblee in this position. He settles for clinging to Kimblee's jacket with his right hand instead, left hand absently clenching as well.]
It's... not easy like this. The only reason I'm even moving is because of painkillers. I can't eat, I can't drink, and sleeping is nearly impossible as well. Why couldn't they have built for functional automail!?
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Of course I'm not dismissing you. You know me better than that.
[He's positive of that; Kimblee knows him better than anyone else ever has, or ever will, he assumes.]
I'm fine. It's just a lot to get used to.
[But he sounds tired and he's sick of pretending that everything is perfectly fine. He wants to tell Kimblee about how horrible it is - living like this, if one can even call it "living" - but he can't bring himself to. Shouldn't he be grateful that he is alive? But why didn't Johto get rid of the automail? Is it only back for this weekend, or is he going to be stuck like this for another year and a half, or perhaps longer?
Archer moves to latch onto Kimblee, starting with his left hand as usual. The automail arm comes up and Archer glares at it for a moment before lowering it. He can't properly latch onto Kimblee in this position. He settles for clinging to Kimblee's jacket with his right hand instead, left hand absently clenching as well.]
It's... not easy like this. The only reason I'm even moving is because of painkillers. I can't eat, I can't drink, and sleeping is nearly impossible as well. Why couldn't they have built for functional automail!?