04.Dec.18, 11:43 AM
"I don't think V'ler's lap will hold both of us." Z'rin caught the gesturing to a chair but he purposely ignored it as he crossed the room, laughing. He placed a peck of a kiss to Indivara's cheek and held out the flowers for her to take. After giving one of his gifts, Z'rin took the chair that had been waved to, not even glancing at V'ler's notes--this time. The one time he had, Indivara had punched his arm and there was no need for a repeat, especially with the man with the quill in his hand there.
"You're looking well, tried, but well. I won't stay long, promise." Now that he saw Indivara for himself, he could see things R'vi had pointed out about her condition. He had warned that she seemed to tire easily, had to be what he figured was constant pain, and other small details that wouldn't be noticed unless you were looking or knew her well. He wasn't sure what else to say. He knew better than to further comment on her appearance if he didn't want to wither under a glare or have a sore arm as he was certain she'd still have enough strength to smack him with full power. Bringing up memories that probably already plagued her didn't seem wise either so asking about the labour and early days of recovery was also out.
So he pulled out the box of chocolates from his messenger bag and passed them over as well with a grin. "I am a firm believer in chocolate making everything better. Probably why I've put on some weight." He laughed, knowing that it likely was a bit too much chocolate recently but his injuries from the fire had left him incapable of walking let alone exercise. He needed to start doing more than the water therapy to help strengthen his leg but Z'rin had to admit to being a bit afraid of messing it up by doing more than he should, despite how long he'd been out of the cast. He didn't need the cane anymore and Z'rin didn't think he had a limp, or if he did, it wasn't prominent enough to catch too much attention.
"You're looking well, tried, but well. I won't stay long, promise." Now that he saw Indivara for himself, he could see things R'vi had pointed out about her condition. He had warned that she seemed to tire easily, had to be what he figured was constant pain, and other small details that wouldn't be noticed unless you were looking or knew her well. He wasn't sure what else to say. He knew better than to further comment on her appearance if he didn't want to wither under a glare or have a sore arm as he was certain she'd still have enough strength to smack him with full power. Bringing up memories that probably already plagued her didn't seem wise either so asking about the labour and early days of recovery was also out.
So he pulled out the box of chocolates from his messenger bag and passed them over as well with a grin. "I am a firm believer in chocolate making everything better. Probably why I've put on some weight." He laughed, knowing that it likely was a bit too much chocolate recently but his injuries from the fire had left him incapable of walking let alone exercise. He needed to start doing more than the water therapy to help strengthen his leg but Z'rin had to admit to being a bit afraid of messing it up by doing more than he should, despite how long he'd been out of the cast. He didn't need the cane anymore and Z'rin didn't think he had a limp, or if he did, it wasn't prominent enough to catch too much attention.