[Hector has to fumble his leaden arms to grab the canteen, and he catches it with a groan.]
...'no wine', he says. There's no pleasing some people.
[He grumbles, but he's already calculating how long he will need to recover before he can venture out to bring Isaac back wine. It's obvious it is not safe for Isaac to do the shopping, and Hector wants to indulge Isaac's cravings.
...at least, the more innocent ones.
...and maybe a few of the not-so-innocent ones.
He uncorks the canteen and takes a long sip. It makes him chock and spit up more phlem, but he can breath a little easier afterwards.]
Any other requests? Sweetmeats, a pie, perhaps? What will it take to please you, Isaac?
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...'no wine', he says. There's no pleasing some people.
[He grumbles, but he's already calculating how long he will need to recover before he can venture out to bring Isaac back wine. It's obvious it is not safe for Isaac to do the shopping, and Hector wants to indulge Isaac's cravings.
...at least, the more innocent ones.
...and maybe a few of the not-so-innocent ones.
He uncorks the canteen and takes a long sip. It makes him chock and spit up more phlem, but he can breath a little easier afterwards.]
Any other requests? Sweetmeats, a pie, perhaps? What will it take to please you, Isaac?
[It's only part teasing.]