Mm. No. Okay, I'll go... [ She suppresses a groan at the contact, but brings her hand away to pat Flandre on the head anyhow. Her body feels like lead, but she takes her hand back to help push off of the floor with all her might (though it's not much).
Maybe they can get their new drone-dad to help put her shoulder back in place... ]
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Date: 2011-06-04 06:59 pm (UTC)Mm. No. Okay, I'll go... [ She suppresses a groan at the contact, but brings her hand away to pat Flandre on the head anyhow. Her body feels like lead, but she takes her hand back to help push off of the floor with all her might (though it's not much).
Maybe they can get their new drone-dad to help put her shoulder back in place... ]