29.May.22, 02:31 AM
Sironar cautiously lifted the shirt so that he could take a quick peek out of only one eye to make sure there was nothing distressing still happening. There was some pink staining, but that seemed to be fine, at least so far. He removed the shirt blindfold the rest of the way and then took a deep breath, one hand still braced on the floor just in case a dizzy spell hit all of a sudden. When nothing came he nodded and climbed up onto his feet so they could go get dressed.
He was still feeling too woozy for much conversation, and he was glad that Chir didn't seem to care about the silence as he led the way to the kitchens. "You want anything while we're here?" Siro had asked the question almost offhandedly, mostly to just try and be polite as he remembered his manners before he went to go grab a bowl and filled it with grapes. After popping a few of the sweet green grapes into his mouth, Siro was already starting to feel a bit better and as soon as he stepped out and spotted Chir he offered the other boy the bowl just in case he wanted to snatch a couple for himself.
While Chir might not have wanted any, Fancy was delighted to provide his assistance in disposing of any extra grapes, eagerly munching on them as they were offered. The detour was not entirely unexpected, and frankly Siro was glad that he didn't have to be the one to suggest it. "You on on, I'll just wait out here. I hate the infirmary." And he always did his best to avoid it, aside from the time his father was poisoned the year prior. That had been its own brand of uncomfortable with the very emotional and upset goldrider insisting on staying with her bronzerider mate the entire time in the same room.
By the time Chir was out he'd finished off the last of the grapes and had given the bowl to Fancy to return back to the kitchens. "Hey, feeling better?" Siro asked in greeting once his companion returned. He pushed himself off the wall he'd been leaning against to start walking back to their room. "Hey... uh... sorry about fainting. I know it's dumb, just some blood, but..." he sighed, rubbing his face with his hands as he tried to ignore the embarrassment. "Could you do me a favor and not tell anyone? It's embarrassing enough without people talking about it."
He was still feeling too woozy for much conversation, and he was glad that Chir didn't seem to care about the silence as he led the way to the kitchens. "You want anything while we're here?" Siro had asked the question almost offhandedly, mostly to just try and be polite as he remembered his manners before he went to go grab a bowl and filled it with grapes. After popping a few of the sweet green grapes into his mouth, Siro was already starting to feel a bit better and as soon as he stepped out and spotted Chir he offered the other boy the bowl just in case he wanted to snatch a couple for himself.
While Chir might not have wanted any, Fancy was delighted to provide his assistance in disposing of any extra grapes, eagerly munching on them as they were offered. The detour was not entirely unexpected, and frankly Siro was glad that he didn't have to be the one to suggest it. "You on on, I'll just wait out here. I hate the infirmary." And he always did his best to avoid it, aside from the time his father was poisoned the year prior. That had been its own brand of uncomfortable with the very emotional and upset goldrider insisting on staying with her bronzerider mate the entire time in the same room.
By the time Chir was out he'd finished off the last of the grapes and had given the bowl to Fancy to return back to the kitchens. "Hey, feeling better?" Siro asked in greeting once his companion returned. He pushed himself off the wall he'd been leaning against to start walking back to their room. "Hey... uh... sorry about fainting. I know it's dumb, just some blood, but..." he sighed, rubbing his face with his hands as he tried to ignore the embarrassment. "Could you do me a favor and not tell anyone? It's embarrassing enough without people talking about it."