[He says it with a soft sigh. He wants badly to drink-- god, does he ever-- but not tonight. Not when she's still rattled, even if she's teasing now. Not when she might need him. Haymitch drags his fingers lightly against her stomach, tracing out a meaningless pattern.]
I'll be awake tonight. You try and get some sleep for a bit.
[He's careful, and it's amazing what a cool towel can do to ease the pain, so she scoots in happily. Another perk of the towel: Her hand is cold when she snakes it up under his shirt to press her knuckles against his stomach.]
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Is that a rule for you or for me?
[She's tempted to tell him that she's fine, he doesn't need to stay sober for her sake, but... Taking it easy for a night won't kill him.]
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[He says it with a soft sigh. He wants badly to drink-- god, does he ever-- but not tonight. Not when she's still rattled, even if she's teasing now. Not when she might need him. Haymitch drags his fingers lightly against her stomach, tracing out a meaningless pattern.]
I'll be awake tonight. You try and get some sleep for a bit.
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[He's got to be just as exhausted as she is. She absently reaches for him, her fingers catching in his shirt.]
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Go to sleep, I said.
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[He's careful, and it's amazing what a cool towel can do to ease the pain, so she scoots in happily. Another perk of the towel: Her hand is cold when she snakes it up under his shirt to press her knuckles against his stomach.]
Don't fuck with me.
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[He isn't sitting up, though, so. Probably progress.]
Good night, Katy.