"Ciaossu! If you got to this, means I'm out at practice or I'm at the batting cage. Ask whatever you want, I'll be sure to get back in the meantime! See ya!"
[ As he starts to go outside, she starts to feel worse and worse. Lydia ends up lying back on the bed again, her face down in the pillow. She turns onto her side and holds herself, feeling even sicker the further away he gets, much more rapidly than before to the point that she even just shouts out ]
Come back!
[ And it definitely doesn't sound like a happy recall. ]
[And without any hesitance, Sasayan immediately turns around and dashes back into Lydia's room, a bit of a surprised look on his face as he just sorta stares at the girl with a questioning look.]
...so, did you actually get sick when I went away?
Man, this virus sure is weird if that's the case. I've been getting some weird vibes from it all the time, but...looks like I won't be leaving your side for a while, huh?
[And of course, his face shoots up in a grin once more.]
Hehe, looks like we're fake married at this point, aren't we?
[ She didn't quite hear him but he wasn't staying in the room while she got ready okay bff or not that's not okay by her!! Even Raven's not allowed to stay in the room when she's changing and he's a butler who doesn't care one way or the other about seeing a woman naked.
Lydia goes and changes her clothes into something much more suited to go out... you know, in her time, but that's why they're going shopping. Since it's not a horribly complicated outfit, she comes out in about 15 minutes-- the majority of which was spent brushing her rather lengthy hair... even if she then put a hat on over it. ]
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[ Hmm.. She's trying to think. If it's just them being in the same room, it might not be that bad. ]
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[And hopefully it doesn't escalate into something much worse. So, he's placing a hand on his chin in thought...] ...any ideas on your part?
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[ Maybe it's just a coincidence. Because otherwise.. ]
Go outside of the house for a minute.
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Alright, just tell me when everything is getting better? Or at least when you feel sick again.
[...why did it happen again? As soon as those words came out, his brain is already shouting at him that something is wrong.]
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Come back!
[ And it definitely doesn't sound like a happy recall. ]
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...so, did you actually get sick when I went away?
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I did. I don't think it's the exact same since you don't have to be touching me, but..
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[And of course, his face shoots up in a grin once more.]
Hehe, looks like we're fake married at this point, aren't we?
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[ Lydia hasn't been getting any of those.. it could be the sickness, but she'd rather hear about them. ]
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[He's sure he felt it before- his body moving on it's own? No, it couldn't be that...]
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I dunno, it feels like I'm being pulled along with things that I don't normally do. Like I'm being ordered around or something...
[...WAIT...that wasn't what he said at all-!? How did that come out??]
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[ Lydia looks rather concerned about this though for real. ]
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[And don't make it too terrifying on him- or something outrageous he would never do.]
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Touch your nose?
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...you know, I didn't even want to do that anyways.
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So you have to do anything I tell you?
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Yeah, I guess so. It feels like I'm a servant at this point.
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You got it, I'm gonna stay with you through this ordeal.
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[ A pause as she thinks for a moment. ]
Though if all that's needed for my illness to stay at bay, we could still go through with our plans for today.
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[A small smile sneaks up on his lips, he thought they weren't gonna do it at all, but...]
So, what do you say, you still wanna go get some modern clothing?
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I'd love that! I have to finish getting ready, so wait outside of my room for me alright?
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...man, I'm not gonna get used to this order thing am I...
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Lydia goes and changes her clothes into something much more suited to go out... you know, in her time, but that's why they're going shopping. Since it's not a horribly complicated outfit, she comes out in about 15 minutes-- the majority of which was spent brushing her rather lengthy hair... even if she then put a hat on over it. ]
I'm ready!
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