[FORTUNATELY, all she hears are the dulcet noises of running and dripping water, accompanied by a few more coughs. . . and maybe a frustrated, grumpy noise here and there. but eventually, Akira emerges from the bathroom, with two (2) cold washcloths in tow!!]
[. . .]
What's with that worried look?
[and now he meanders over to the bed to drop a washcloth on her face]
no subject
[. . .]
What's with that worried look?
[and now he meanders over to the bed to drop a washcloth on her face]