Francis was thankful for the glass, and for a moment he just let his hands rest around it, enjoying the coolness diffusing through the glass. Then, he took a long drink, thankful that it did seem to be helping at this his stomach wasn't totally rejecting it.
Setting the glass down, half-finished, he let out a bitter snort of laughter. "Like death," he murmured, the morbid pun actually amusing him now that he was completely too tired to care. "May I have your cooking tomorrow morning? I... am not sure I can stomach any food right now." France hadn't eaten all day, but he wasn't sure he was going to be able to finish all of the water, either. And he knew after sleep, he would feel much better.
"Sit with me, s'il te plaît?" Francis motioned to one of the chairs, leaning back a little in his for a moment. He was sure Howl had questions, ones that he had answered a few dozen times to a few dozen people.
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Setting the glass down, half-finished, he let out a bitter snort of laughter. "Like death," he murmured, the morbid pun actually amusing him now that he was completely too tired to care. "May I have your cooking tomorrow morning? I... am not sure I can stomach any food right now." France hadn't eaten all day, but he wasn't sure he was going to be able to finish all of the water, either. And he knew after sleep, he would feel much better.
"Sit with me, s'il te plaît?" Francis motioned to one of the chairs, leaning back a little in his for a moment. He was sure Howl had questions, ones that he had answered a few dozen times to a few dozen people.