[Of course he can come in. He's already in, ducking through any open space he can get through as soon as possible, and then he's whirling around and leaning in close so he can inspect the damage that's been done. With eyes as critical as his, the dried blood unfortunately doesn't go unnoticed. Lalli growls low in his throat, the noise bubbling up from the pits of fury that had started roiling as soon as Emil's pain -- physical and emotional -- became clear. He knew when shame was deserved. Emil didn't deserve it, not for this. He didn't deserve any of this.
Lalli takes up his friend's hand and turns again, dragging him to a...comfortable spot... Fuck. Cypress dorm. No comfort here, compared to the "luxury" of Birch. Giving up on that, he switches to a hiss, as well.]
This is stupid!
[HE HAS A LOT MORE FEELINGS THAN THAT BUT HE DOESN'T KNOW HOW TO SAY THEM]
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Lalli takes up his friend's hand and turns again, dragging him to a...comfortable spot... Fuck. Cypress dorm. No comfort here, compared to the "luxury" of Birch. Giving up on that, he switches to a hiss, as well.]
This is stupid!
[HE HAS A LOT MORE FEELINGS THAN THAT BUT HE DOESN'T KNOW HOW TO SAY THEM]