Re: Louis D/Cris M
[Cris finds room for the medication in the backpack, shuffling things around, chin to his chest, and eyes only raking up after the fact to take in Louis. He wets his bottom lip with his tongue as he catches his breath, satisfied that he's not missing his kid.] Listen, she's messed up 'causea the party. I prolly didn't help. So, just—be careful, huh? [And there's a hint of red beneath sun-dark skin, but he keeps his eyes on Louis.] Sorry I said all that stuff before. I screwed up. [Zip! goes the backpack.]