[He thunks his face against the mattress, turning his head, trying to keep from making little whimpering noises at the weird sensation of the drugs making everything so distinctly... pleasurable.]
Sorry. That wasn't called for.
[It was probably entirely called for, but being Rean he now just feels kind of guilty about snapping at Crow.]
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[He thunks his face against the mattress, turning his head, trying to keep from making little whimpering noises at the weird sensation of the drugs making everything so distinctly... pleasurable.]
Sorry. That wasn't called for.
[It was probably entirely called for, but being Rean he now just feels kind of guilty about snapping at Crow.]