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So, Atton's no longer feeling disorientated. He's starting to walk better.

New problems have arisen, though. Atton has been alternating between feeling freezing and feeling like he's burning up. It started rather abruptly, and it isn't very pleasant.

Right now, he's freezing. Thus, he's wandering around his room, shirtless and barefoot but with a thick blanket draped over his shoulders, shivering.

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Atton lifts a hand to try and tilt Sam's head up, slightly, to look at him.
"Sorry." He repeats. "I know it ... can't've been great for you."

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Sam does look at him, this time. Softly, "Thought I'd lost you, you stupid bastard."

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"I know, I know." Atton says, gently.

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"Infuriating git," Sam tells him, with a crooked half-smile. The hand that punched him is still outstretched, but the fist unclenches for Sam to wipe away the little trail of blood at the corner of Atton's mouth with his thumb.

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"At least I'm a pretty infuriating git?"

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"You're very infuriating," Sam corrects, purposely misunderstanding.

"Sorry."

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"For what?"

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Blink.

"...Hitting you? Losing my temper."

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"I can handle being hit, Sammy." Dryly. "Your left hook isn't quite good enough to introduce me to whole new levels of pain."

Sneakasnug.

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"Yeah, well." Sam's lips twitch with a half-suppressed smile. "I'm right-handed, so y'know. Wasn't my best shot."

Sneakasneakacuddle.

"Still shouldn't've done it, though."

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"'Course not, 'course not." Atton smiles, leaning against Sam. "And naaah. I don't mind. Last time me and Will were having problems we beat each other up by the lake. It was remarkably therapeutic."

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"You're weird," Sam says companionably, sliding an arm around Atton's shoulders.

"Geek."

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"Midget."

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"Lanky."

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"Shortarse."

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"Long arse."

Sam tickles him.

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"Lil guy." Beat. "Not just talking about your height, either." :P

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"You only wish for proof of that one, Ugly!" Sam tickles him harder.

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Atton laughs. It's a little weak.
"Injured!"

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"Aw. Boring," Sam teases, relenting.

And possibly cuddling up, instead.

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Atton may take this chance to try and pin Sam.

Bwaha.

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"...You're so mean," Sam announces.

It comes out somewhat muffled.

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"I know."

Pincuddle!

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"Bully."

Pinsnuggle!

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"I know." Atton repeats, yawning slightly.