[ Haruka reaches for one of the glasses, managing to conserve enough dignity not to touch her throat and mime what's wrong. Instead she pours herself a drink and swallows it down, finally able to cough with some semblance of composure. Which does nothing for the cold sweat that's broken out on the back of her neck, but, hey. Progress.
Wow.
Gold has found his water dish and is pushing it across the floor with his head, he's lapping so diligently. Haruka still hasn't paid her Jolteon heed. She's too busy rediscovering how to breathe. ] ...that is original.
[ Her voice is even throatier than usual. Congratulations, Rise. Your food may be a one-of-a-kind experience, but the cost to Haruka's vocal cords has its perks. ]
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[ Haruka reaches for one of the glasses, managing to conserve enough dignity not to touch her throat and mime what's wrong. Instead she pours herself a drink and swallows it down, finally able to cough with some semblance of composure. Which does nothing for the cold sweat that's broken out on the back of her neck, but, hey. Progress.
Wow.
Gold has found his water dish and is pushing it across the floor with his head, he's lapping so diligently. Haruka still hasn't paid her Jolteon heed. She's too busy rediscovering how to breathe. ] ...that is original.
[ Her voice is even throatier than usual. Congratulations, Rise. Your food may be a one-of-a-kind experience, but the cost to Haruka's vocal cords has its perks. ]