He's sore from the latter blow and feels it as he pulls off his clothing and wraps himself in a towel. He could heal it, but it would be exhausting to tend to sore muscles and bruises, and he doesn't have the energy for it.
The question gets a shake of his head. He's going to be stiff, but he won't make Nate help him that much.
"Thank you," he says quietly, not wasting time and starting to get mud off his skin and out of his hair. It's everywhere, which isn't much of a surprise considering it's mud. Anders washes himself in silence, aware that Nate's nearby, aware that Justice is still close to the surface. At least there's no way he can be considered to be alone.
By the time he's done, the water's brown and he's feeling a little less sore, and a little less like an open wound. Anders doesn't bother tying his hair back up before bringing the water out and pouring it down their little ditch.
"I'd forgotten how heavy armor can be." It's a weak attempt at a joke.
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Date: 2016-04-11 12:34 am (UTC)From:The question gets a shake of his head. He's going to be stiff, but he won't make Nate help him that much.
"Thank you," he says quietly, not wasting time and starting to get mud off his skin and out of his hair. It's everywhere, which isn't much of a surprise considering it's mud. Anders washes himself in silence, aware that Nate's nearby, aware that Justice is still close to the surface. At least there's no way he can be considered to be alone.
By the time he's done, the water's brown and he's feeling a little less sore, and a little less like an open wound. Anders doesn't bother tying his hair back up before bringing the water out and pouring it down their little ditch.
"I'd forgotten how heavy armor can be." It's a weak attempt at a joke.