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[ripher]

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[kobes]

I can imagine. I'm sorry you got into the middle of it. [truly, koby's sorry anyone got mixed up in the whole mess -- nobody seemed truly at fault, besides the particularly embarrassing, mess-causing magic of saltburnt. again. and maybe jinx who may or may not have shot someone.

the relaxation once giles is sitting is tangible, and koby smiles as he pulls out a bottle of aspirin and a water bottle, still chilled, from a bag hanging over the back of the opposite chair.] I think if we both concentrate very hard, we can avoid injuring ourselves while sitting completely still, yeah.

[the chair gets looked at for a moment, before koby hops up to perch himself on the edge of the table instead, ankles crossing, smiling.] There. Sitting. [it's partially so he doesn't completely relax, since he's allergic to that, and partially so the back of the chair doesn't press against the burns.]

[ripher]

[ A measuring glance takes in Koby's arrangement. Giles gives him a little toast with the water bottle as he takes it, gratefully, and cracks open the bottle of aspirin. ]

Yes, very good. [ His praise is genuine; he may have only known Koby for a short amount of time, but he gets the impression that the young man could do with more reasons to sit still for a while, even if it's perched on top of a table.

Giles throws back a couple of aspirin and grimaces. He puts the cap on the water bottle and makes a visible effort to try and clear his thoughts, looking at the books in front of him. ]

Let's see what we can do.