Hermann hums acknowledgement. He really should eat but all he'd really like to do is sleep. He'll need to set an alarm, and the thought is already unappealing.
Breathing a reluctant sigh, he eases himself off of Newton and hisses through the stab of pain that arcs through his hip and along his spine like another shock. This is a terrible position, and it's several agonizing moments later that he's finally settled properly back against the couch. He digs hard fingers into his hip in a futile effort to massage through the discomfort, and knows he'll need Newton to help him to bed.
He's a bit more awake now at least, and stares at his mug of soup with a frown. If only he possessed the ability to summon liquids. With a grunt of effort, Hermann leans over to draw it between his hands. It has gone cool, with only a bit of tepid warmth left, but he's not about to ask Newton to warm it up for him.
He stifles a yawn then swallows a mouthful of soup. "We'll need to choose a different country in the morning."
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Date: 2016-03-06 11:49 pm (UTC)Breathing a reluctant sigh, he eases himself off of Newton and hisses through the stab of pain that arcs through his hip and along his spine like another shock. This is a terrible position, and it's several agonizing moments later that he's finally settled properly back against the couch. He digs hard fingers into his hip in a futile effort to massage through the discomfort, and knows he'll need Newton to help him to bed.
He's a bit more awake now at least, and stares at his mug of soup with a frown. If only he possessed the ability to summon liquids. With a grunt of effort, Hermann leans over to draw it between his hands. It has gone cool, with only a bit of tepid warmth left, but he's not about to ask Newton to warm it up for him.
He stifles a yawn then swallows a mouthful of soup. "We'll need to choose a different country in the morning."