❰ 'stop trying.' lalli doesn't know how. already he's trying to pull together the energy to get back on his feet, a notion he only really manages to recognize as futile when he's hauled up into emil's arms. this is going to be exhausting, to carry lalli all the way back. the finn isn't even positive how far they have left to go, but he recognizes the fact that the entirety of his weight is supported by emil's two arms (instead of his back, like last time). he opens his mouth to object, but no words come.
maybe he'll just have to let emil do this.
the concept... comforts him, more than he expected it to. the faint residual tension he's held thus far melts out of his back and his limbs. his head shifts, adjusting to his new position, forehead falling instead into crook where emil's neck meets his shoulder.
it feels like the only thing keeping him from floating away.
which prompts him, in the interest of practicality, to mutter, ❱ Wake me up if I need to walk. ❰ because he's going to try not to pass out, but he also recognizes the futility of that struggle. ❱
( He'll admit, it is draining, but Emil offers no complaints. Stamina has never been his strong suit, especially not with consistent upkeep, but the laborious work on the house has helped to maintain and bolster his strength. It's not the worst journey he's been on by far, even if his arms are more sore carrying Lalli this way than on his back or by pulling him on a board. What he does know is that he isn't going to disturb the poor scout in his arms until he absolutely has to
Depending on how light he sleeps, Lalli may wake up as Emil pauses to trump up the small steps into the house, or at any noise of the people who are still there, talking, though much lighter when he enters. If his cousin or Klaus are present and want to hover, they're shooed away. The injury on Lalli's arm, yet to be examined, can wait if it isn't going to kill him. Or it can be healed while he's sleeping.
If not either of those things, he may find himself waking up as he's lifted and re-positioned on Emil's bed, a slight groan at the movement he has to put his numb arms through to put his friend down. He can hear the shuddering sigh Emil lets out, now feeling like this is as over as it possibly could be for the day despite a new checklist of caregiving he has to complete. )
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maybe he'll just have to let emil do this.
the concept... comforts him, more than he expected it to. the faint residual tension he's held thus far melts out of his back and his limbs. his head shifts, adjusting to his new position, forehead falling instead into crook where emil's neck meets his shoulder.
it feels like the only thing keeping him from floating away.
which prompts him, in the interest of practicality, to mutter, ❱ Wake me up if I need to walk. ❰ because he's going to try not to pass out, but he also recognizes the futility of that struggle. ❱
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Depending on how light he sleeps, Lalli may wake up as Emil pauses to trump up the small steps into the house, or at any noise of the people who are still there, talking, though much lighter when he enters. If his cousin or Klaus are present and want to hover, they're shooed away. The injury on Lalli's arm, yet to be examined, can wait if it isn't going to kill him. Or it can be healed while he's sleeping.
If not either of those things, he may find himself waking up as he's lifted and re-positioned on Emil's bed, a slight groan at the movement he has to put his numb arms through to put his friend down. He can hear the shuddering sigh Emil lets out, now feeling like this is as over as it possibly could be for the day despite a new checklist of caregiving he has to complete. )