*already getting up to pitch the bag, can't help a grim smile at your comment* *with gruff fondness* So do I, soldier. *hands you the remote just to give you something with which to occupy yourself, if you want* *almost chidingly, though it's more akin to the tone she'd take with a little brother* Drink your water, watch the movie. I'm gonna go order a pizza—you'll want it in a little bit, trust me.
*gives you another awkward shoulder-squeeze and traipses off into the kitchen, wondering a) what Vala she pissed off; b) what Vala you pissed off; and c) how the fuck she's supposed to tell Ecthelion you're a basketcase without actually telling Ecthelion you're a basketcase* *...this looks like a job for Egalmoth*