[Leon laughs in his success, more cookie crumbs falling... and then D falls, and Leon follows. What a mess of losers. He's still kind of laughing between it all, and the rest of his cookie falls out of his mouth and somewhere onto the blanket. He pulls his hands back to himself, placing one on the picnic blanket besides D's face to push himself up so he doesn't crush the guy.
Just slightly, though, because he's gotta peer at D to make sure he's alive after this noncon cookie.]
Shit, sorry— [Look, he can apologize sometimes, even if he's grinning.] Are you okay?
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Just slightly, though, because he's gotta peer at D to make sure he's alive after this noncon cookie.]
Shit, sorry— [Look, he can apologize sometimes, even if he's grinning.] Are you okay?