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“Ah, yeah, it was pretty fuckin' rough, not gonna lie. If you can heal me up that'd be fuckin swell. Whole body's kinda sore from a hit like that. Back, head, all that, ya know?”
Alex was pretty much lying, but he did sort of have a crick in his back, I mean, he was technically telling the truth in some capacity. That was pretty much all that mattered to him, too, so who really cared? Ol' King was at fault for this stupid shit anyway, so how bad could he really feel about it? Maybe if he hadn't been a mongoloid idiot about this, Alex wouldn't be on a one-way trip to...well, whatever weird saliva-play Nel was into. That wasn't really his jam, but it was way more than the manlet was getting.
“Well I'd assume she can just fly too, man. I think we were trying to get a little higher without that. But hey, must've been nice to see things from a new perspective, eh?”
Holding out his hand to Nel, Alex was once again quite thankful for his sunglasses as he shamelessly gave her assets a look over. He did, however, linger on her face for a good while as well. It was nice, he liked it. Didn't usually notice that in a woman, so he figured she had to be something special off that alone. Made sense, right?
“Hey, don't worry about it man. Everyone's got a few insecurities here and there, yeah? I feel ya.”
Alex's tone was an impressively feigned concern, but of course in reality he was just prodding the king of Vastime even more, all the while readying to get Nel on his shoulders, or to receive this unknown-but-fascinating saliva treatment she'd talked about. Really, most of his focus was on that. She had nice lips, too. If he was lucky those'd come into play, but if not, well, he'd hardly be upset about the whole ordeal. Plus he'd get her on his shoulders eventually, and that meant those fucking legs'd be in the closest proximity he could expect for a first meeting. That was gonna be fuckin' rad.