Van opens his eyes at the sound of Sync's voice and stands, a bit stiffly, like he's sore. Which naturally means he is in such a good mood. He drops the coat around Sync's shoulders like he might drop it on a coat rack. No, he isn't going to ask first. Take the damn coat.]
No trouble, I take it? [He'd better not already be getting into trouble...]
[action] sorry about that
He is magnificent specimen of masculinity, hush.Van opens his eyes at the sound of Sync's voice and stands, a bit stiffly, like he's sore. Which naturally means he is in such a good mood. He drops the coat around Sync's shoulders like he might drop it on a coat rack. No, he isn't going to ask first. Take the damn coat.]
No trouble, I take it? [He'd better not already be getting into trouble...]