[Cesar does look pretty alarming, and whether it's because he's still too doped up on anti-anxiety drugs to get worked up or because he's trying to remain calm for the other man's sake, Lazarus is doing a fairly good job composing himself. When Cesar's nearby, he automatically starts raising the washcloth toward his face, but then the towel's being pulled from his grasp, leaving him empty-handed.
No matter. He reaches for a second towel, running it under the warm water until it's saturated and beginning to wring out that one too, glancing aside as Cesar starts to clean himself off.]
I wasn't... really there, so I don't know, but... my impression is that you might have saved my life a little while ago. Thank you for that.
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Date: 2015-04-04 10:47 pm (UTC)No matter. He reaches for a second towel, running it under the warm water until it's saturated and beginning to wring out that one too, glancing aside as Cesar starts to clean himself off.]
I wasn't... really there, so I don't know, but... my impression is that you might have saved my life a little while ago. Thank you for that.