Angeal keeps that little bit of religion out of his response, shaking his head and bracing one (good) hand along his hip. "You don't need to worry about me, you know. The exact title would mean nothing to you as it might have the average civilian back where I'm from, but all you need to know is that I was once of the highest standing in the military, going on the field facing all sorts of threats and pain."
He raises that hand, rapping the knuckles to his chest. "So for this sort of pain, I've already adjusted, just like I would on the battlefield back home. I'll be able to deal with this for you, no problem. I just got caught off-guard by it, that's all."
Angeal cannot guarantee that he won't stumble into a bathroom and pain-hurl the second he knows he's far enough away from Dion.
He does not tell him this.
Although a part of him wonders if that could even happen, in Dion's body... Physically, it's no doubt used to functioning like this, right? It's how unused he is mentally to long lasting pain such as this which is throwing him off.
Ugh. Angeal tries not to think about it, instead doing his best to focus on Dion. Keep his thoughts off of what he's experiencing with this body. "I'll likely just relax in the baths until all of this wears off. In the meanwhile, you should take the opportunity to enjoy some good food that isn't seasoned with pain, explore as you like, all of that." He lets out a soft huff. "I'd even say that you could use it for more intimate matters too so long as the other party knew it was you, but... I know you're not the type who's so relaxed with sex still."
Or else Angeal could just recommend him to Genesis and Sephiroth, let him have an education.
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Angeal keeps that little bit of religion out of his response, shaking his head and bracing one (good) hand along his hip. "You don't need to worry about me, you know. The exact title would mean nothing to you as it might have the average civilian back where I'm from, but all you need to know is that I was once of the highest standing in the military, going on the field facing all sorts of threats and pain."
He raises that hand, rapping the knuckles to his chest. "So for this sort of pain, I've already adjusted, just like I would on the battlefield back home. I'll be able to deal with this for you, no problem. I just got caught off-guard by it, that's all."
Angeal cannot guarantee that he won't stumble into a bathroom and pain-hurl the second he knows he's far enough away from Dion.
He does not tell him this.
Although a part of him wonders if that could even happen, in Dion's body... Physically, it's no doubt used to functioning like this, right? It's how unused he is mentally to long lasting pain such as this which is throwing him off.
Ugh. Angeal tries not to think about it, instead doing his best to focus on Dion. Keep his thoughts off of what he's experiencing with this body. "I'll likely just relax in the baths until all of this wears off. In the meanwhile, you should take the opportunity to enjoy some good food that isn't seasoned with pain, explore as you like, all of that." He lets out a soft huff. "I'd even say that you could use it for more intimate matters too so long as the other party knew it was you, but... I know you're not the type who's so relaxed with sex still."
Or else Angeal could just recommend him to Genesis and Sephiroth, let him have an education.
Well, it's fine.