Phillip will try to steer him to the bed, to at least get him to sit, running a hand contemplatively through his hair. This... does need to get talked about, too, but somehow he feels like he has less of an idea where it was going.
"I do now," he says, twisting a bit of hair in his fingers, "It-- sort of faded from memory, I suppose. Not sure how in hindsight." There's a bit of tease in there, even though it's not really surprising he forgot in the massive span of time one little incident with one of "Azem's familiars".
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Date: 2023-04-13 05:12 pm (UTC)"I do now," he says, twisting a bit of hair in his fingers, "It-- sort of faded from memory, I suppose. Not sure how in hindsight." There's a bit of tease in there, even though it's not really surprising he forgot in the massive span of time one little incident with one of "Azem's familiars".