...No. [She holds the cup with one hand gauging how much is left before glancing back at Alex. Her speech is almost reluctant.] It'll probably be a few days.
[Wednesday or Thursday, if she's lucky. Too long, really. She can't risk going out. Resigning herself to this, Rin knocks the cup back and downs the remainder of its contents in one go. Like she doesn't even plug her nose; the medicine goes down smoothly.
Now empty, she sets it down on the bed for a moment as she climbs back in to sit down, a little tenderly. Kind of... trying to disguise the fact she's barely moving her left arm too, though that might become more obvious when she sits.
She's been holding it in a strange position this whole time, like a broken arm suspended in a brace, but without said brace. But that's what this here pillow is going in her lap for! To cover that up.]
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[Wednesday or Thursday, if she's lucky. Too long, really. She can't risk going out. Resigning herself to this, Rin knocks the cup back and downs the remainder of its contents in one go. Like she doesn't even plug her nose; the medicine goes down smoothly.
Now empty, she sets it down on the bed for a moment as she climbs back in to sit down, a little tenderly. Kind of... trying to disguise the fact she's barely moving her left arm too, though that might become more obvious when she sits.
She's been holding it in a strange position this whole time, like a broken arm suspended in a brace, but without said brace. But that's what this here pillow is going in her lap for! To cover that up.]
But at least I have soup.