[L's shoulders twitch at the touch at his back, even as he's glad for the support. He does find himself occasionally wavering, leaning into space until his sense of balance kicks in and compensates for the momentary lapse.
He nods sullenly to confirm that the SQUIP does in fact need help (from him, from anyone), but his brows raise when Connor orders the water, following it with something he definitely will not eat. After a pause, a logical solution slips into place, though he still seems confused.]
I... thought you didn't eat?
[His hand threads past Connor, reaching for the coveted container of donut holes.]
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He nods sullenly to confirm that the SQUIP does in fact need help (from him, from anyone), but his brows raise when Connor orders the water, following it with something he definitely will not eat. After a pause, a logical solution slips into place, though he still seems confused.]
I... thought you didn't eat?
[His hand threads past Connor, reaching for the coveted container of donut holes.]