Team Tinies IDK WHAT'S HAPPENING

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[prebeard]

If I can get up off the floor for it, I'm sure you can.

[blinged]

And you did such a good job of it!

[Rolls, then stretches himself out a bit, getting accustomed to the idea of getting up.]

...I can join you as a reward!

[aaand hopping to his feet]

Is that okay?

[prebeard]

Perfectly fine.

[Sometimes he looks back and is really, really upset about how much damage a six-day illness did and how it's taking exponentially longer to heal than it did to get sick in the first place. But he can walk without propping himself up on the wall now, so he stubbornly does just that. Once he's in the hall he leans over the rail that separates hallway from open air and the living room downstairs and shouts.]

Shirou! We're coming down!

[plotarmor]

[Shirou is r e a d y for this. Well, as ready as one can be. He has ingredients out for fried rice and tenpura ready. It's apron time.

When he hears Tokiomi he goes ahead and just shouts back]

Sure -- tell Gil I already started something, so he can't make me change it!

[prebeard]

I don't think he wants to!

[Stairs? Stairs.

Of course, that he needs to lean on the railing for. Stairs are hard.]

[blinged]

[Never fear, Master, teeny Gil is here! He comes hurrying after Tokiomi and offers a hand to him with a disapproving look. Goodness, Master, you need to ask when you need help. It's a bit of a pain, but he's here for a reason, you know.]

I'll eat anything as long as onii-chan makes it delicious!

[prebeard]

[He pauses, both hands on the rail. He could take Gil's hand. It would be easier if he had someone to support him, that's very true.

But on the other hand he's still pretty resentful about being this weak at all, so after a moment he shakes his head and continues on his own.]

It won't get better if I don't work at it.

[blinged]

Then you may work at it more after my visit's over.

[Insistent little nudge, much like cute headbutt cat]

After all, it isn't like I'd be carrying you -- that would look far too ridiculous.

[prebeard]

It's fine.

[Ten years in the Emiya household has not snuffed his Tohsaka stubbornness one bit! Quite possibly because Emiyas are also stubborn.]

[blinged]

[HUFFY STARE... MASTER....]

Master, even if I'm small, I could still carry you if needed.

[It's a threat. Sort of.]

[prebeard]

By the time you've decided to I'll be at the bottom.

[blinged]

Then I will remember it for later! Unless you want me to intervene...!

[prebeard]

[Ignoring Gil entirely

Just a couple more steps!!]

[blinged]

[Well.

He could let Tokiomi have some dignity.

Instead he'll scoop his Master up and trot towards the kitchen]

[prebeard]

[WOW RUDE??? YOU ARE TOO TINY FOR THIS]

H-Hey! Stop that!

[blinged]

I couldn't let myself get ignored - sorry, Master!

[prebeard]

I can walk just fine!

[blinged]

You were sorta slow, though!

[prebeard]

I'm still getting better, obviously.

[blinged]

If you're worried about your progress, I'm certain it's fine, master.

[But for the moment? He sets Tokiomi down in the kitchen and claps his hands together, pleased.]

Ah, it smells good already!

[Which, obviously, makes Shirou pause and turn to s t a r e back at the tiny thing -- w-when did this get here?]

[prebeard]

[the most sheepish faceeee]

Shirou, this is Gil. Or rather, this is the Gil I originally met... There was an accident with a youth potion.

[plotarmor]

[...by now he's learned that when it comes to GIl, it's probably best not to question it. This one, at least, seems to be behaving. Marginally.]

...he got really short.

[Herp.]

[prebeard]

He's gotten younger. Fortunately for everyone he was much less of a pain at this age.

[blinged]

I believe it's because tall people are assholes - the same rules apply to royalty, it seems!

[prebeard]

I think it's more like "royalty are assholes", honestly.