[Cor heaves a sigh, rolls his eyes slightly, and drags himself up from the table. He reaches over to take Will's plate as well, moving towards the sink and fully intent on ignoring that pestering. He's perfectly fine.
Though now that he has actually sat down for a few it's even harder to convince his body he needs to stay upright and functioning. He has every intention of doing the dishes but once he places them in the sink he just... leans against the counter for a moment. It's fine. He's fine. He just needs to close his eyes for a moment.
He's definitely not swaying slightly on his feet. You're imagining things, Will.]
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Though now that he has actually sat down for a few it's even harder to convince his body he needs to stay upright and functioning. He has every intention of doing the dishes but once he places them in the sink he just... leans against the counter for a moment. It's fine. He's fine. He just needs to close his eyes for a moment.
He's definitely not swaying slightly on his feet. You're imagining things, Will.]