( His sternness only proves quite so, the relief curbing the edges of it. He reaches out to find a nearby cup, a jug, pouring the water into it and then pausing to Zhou Zishu sit upright, a hand between his shoulder blades. )
How are you feeling? Are you in pain? Do you need anything?
( All asked while he's bringing the cup obediently to a mouth, he might still be freaking out. )
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( His sternness only proves quite so, the relief curbing the edges of it. He reaches out to find a nearby cup, a jug, pouring the water into it and then pausing to Zhou Zishu sit upright, a hand between his shoulder blades. )
How are you feeling? Are you in pain? Do you need anything?
( All asked while he's bringing the cup obediently to a mouth, he might still be freaking out. )