[Thank the Twelve for her patience. He doesn't try to let go of his grip about the back of her neck, but this other hand is... preciously close to a squish. Honestly, all of his face is preciously close to a squish. He's trying to keep his head turned away so he's not... thinking about it, but he's so damn red he might actually, literally combust, Blue Mage style, and no one will ever find the bits of the body to put together.
Pointing it out does not make it easier. Maybe he'll just use his hand as like, a barrier... maybe hide his blush while he's at it.]
'Tis not my preferred mode of transportation to be carried like a hapless babe! Alisaie will never let me hear the end of it...
[Is she still teasing? He almost can't tell, but then--]
I am certainly not afraid of any infirmary, as I have studied the healing arts for some time now. But if you would point me in the direction of my dear sister, then perhaps I could amend the circumstances of our parting without requiring a hospital visit.
[ It's been a while since she's been called by her title, and she's definitely eager to hear it if the wiggle of her ears is any indication. But she keeps a steady hold, having had to help others in his situation too-
So really, it's not his fault at all. She just can't help but want to take advantage of his cute reactions.
At his words, though, she can't help but smirk. ]
Oh? You think you'll be fine floating your way to her, lad?
[ She lets him go, sliding her arms away for a moment, if he wants to stay in one place he'll have to cling to her- but her arms come back to around him, as she chuckles. ]
Don't worry. You can go see her after this-
[ Where she takes him does seem to be a rather open, lovely hospital, at least, but she doesn't take him too far in- no, where she does go is marked clearly with (animal-eared) unisex symbols, and she opens the door to point in. ]
Right, I'm going to let you in, but you're going to have to unload everything you just drank. There's hand railings in the sides. Hold on to them if you don't want signs of it all over, aye?
[ This command is given with a look of actual seriousness- for all the teasing, she actually had an aim to why she was bringing him here. ]
You ready? I'm going to let you go and close the door.
[Alphinaud absolutely yelps as he suddenly finds himself floating up, up-- and he reaches for her, since she's the only thing to reach for.] I-I apologize! I meant no disrespect!
[Boy is she teasing him hardcore. His face is as red as Alisaie's ribbon, he's pretty sure.]
... Unload?
[He looks at her, blinking, and then back to the room. And it becomes clear, very clear, when he hears a nice flush and sees someone else walk past while drying off their hands.]
Ah... I see. [As much as he hates the idea of involving someone else in bathroom matters, it makes some... weird amount of sense. He puts on a determined expression.] I will endeavor not to humiliate myself any more than I already have. 'Tis my hope that we shall speak anon.
[Carefully, he grabs onto the handrails and helps shut the door behind him. He can't hold onto the rail and lock the door at the same time though so he's just... going to deal with that and trust Megumi not to walk in on him.
Alphinaud spends enough time in here just to make things awkward, but there's eventually the sound of running water, and he opens the door looking perfectly normal. The little bit of ruffled hair he has is currently being smoothed down, and he even reaches up to straighten his tie.]
'Twas a simple solution, and yet sometimes those work the best. I must thank you once again.
megumi
Well-- ah-- well met, Matriarch.
[Thank the Twelve for her patience. He doesn't try to let go of his grip about the back of her neck, but this other hand is... preciously close to a squish. Honestly, all of his face is preciously close to a squish. He's trying to keep his head turned away so he's not... thinking about it, but he's so damn red he might actually, literally combust, Blue Mage style, and no one will ever find the bits of the body to put together.
Pointing it out does not make it easier. Maybe he'll just use his hand as like, a barrier... maybe hide his blush while he's at it.]
'Tis not my preferred mode of transportation to be carried like a hapless babe! Alisaie will never let me hear the end of it...
[Is she still teasing? He almost can't tell, but then--]
I am certainly not afraid of any infirmary, as I have studied the healing arts for some time now. But if you would point me in the direction of my dear sister, then perhaps I could amend the circumstances of our parting without requiring a hospital visit.
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So really, it's not his fault at all. She just can't help but want to take advantage of his cute reactions.
At his words, though, she can't help but smirk. ]
Oh? You think you'll be fine floating your way to her, lad?
[ She lets him go, sliding her arms away for a moment, if he wants to stay in one place he'll have to cling to her- but her arms come back to around him, as she chuckles. ]
Don't worry. You can go see her after this-
[ Where she takes him does seem to be a rather open, lovely hospital, at least, but she doesn't take him too far in- no, where she does go is marked clearly with (animal-eared) unisex symbols, and she opens the door to point in. ]
Right, I'm going to let you in, but you're going to have to unload everything you just drank. There's hand railings in the sides. Hold on to them if you don't want signs of it all over, aye?
[ This command is given with a look of actual seriousness- for all the teasing, she actually had an aim to why she was bringing him here. ]
You ready? I'm going to let you go and close the door.
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[Boy is she teasing him hardcore. His face is as red as Alisaie's ribbon, he's pretty sure.]
... Unload?
[He looks at her, blinking, and then back to the room. And it becomes clear, very clear, when he hears a nice flush and sees someone else walk past while drying off their hands.]
Ah... I see. [As much as he hates the idea of involving someone else in bathroom matters, it makes some... weird amount of sense. He puts on a determined expression.] I will endeavor not to humiliate myself any more than I already have. 'Tis my hope that we shall speak anon.
[Carefully, he grabs onto the handrails and helps shut the door behind him. He can't hold onto the rail and lock the door at the same time though so he's just... going to deal with that and trust Megumi not to walk in on him.
Alphinaud spends enough time in here just to make things awkward, but there's eventually the sound of running water, and he opens the door looking perfectly normal. The little bit of ruffled hair he has is currently being smoothed down, and he even reaches up to straighten his tie.]
'Twas a simple solution, and yet sometimes those work the best. I must thank you once again.