Five regrets yelling back the moment the words leave his mouth. The loud sound makes his ears ring unpleasantly and his headache worse. He closes his eyes tightly, face pale, and his knuckles are white from how firmly he's grabbing the chain that hold up the chandelier.
He doesn't want to make a spectacle of his sickness, even if he refuses to call it that. He was just tired, that's all, time traveling is exhausting. But Five know he's been less than subtle with his jumps, all because he couldn't control them. And now there's Klaus, who will no doubt make fun of him if he knew.
"It's n-noting. Just go." He will find a way to get back to the ground. Maybe if he could jump down there...But of course, now that he needs to actually move, he doesn't feel any need to sneeze or has enough energy left to do so. Crap.
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Five regrets yelling back the moment the words leave his mouth. The loud sound makes his ears ring unpleasantly and his headache worse. He closes his eyes tightly, face pale, and his knuckles are white from how firmly he's grabbing the chain that hold up the chandelier.
He doesn't want to make a spectacle of his sickness, even if he refuses to call it that. He was just tired, that's all, time traveling is exhausting. But Five know he's been less than subtle with his jumps, all because he couldn't control them. And now there's Klaus, who will no doubt make fun of him if he knew.
"It's n-noting. Just go." He will find a way to get back to the ground. Maybe if he could jump down there...But of course, now that he needs to actually move, he doesn't feel any need to sneeze or has enough energy left to do so. Crap.