Lupin doesn't respond to Luke calling him out with more than a frown. He had an image to maintain at some level, and he didn't want the whole damn village knowing about his stroke of bad luck. He nods regardless, understanding both points that were made.
"Green's fine, Law. Thanks." He refrains from commenting about how delicate green tea was, and how it required a gentle touch. Law was a doctor, above all else. He probably knew how to make a good pot of tea.
He pulled away from Luke in a fit of stubbornness; he'd make it that far on his own. The ER couldn't have been far... he takes a few steps, periodically glancing at the ground for any obstacles like rocks or other irregularities, before the vertigo catches him again.
A hand reaches out for a nearby tree to use as a support. He didn't want to meet the dirt for a second time that day.
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"Green's fine, Law. Thanks." He refrains from commenting about how delicate green tea was, and how it required a gentle touch. Law was a doctor, above all else. He probably knew how to make a good pot of tea.
He pulled away from Luke in a fit of stubbornness; he'd make it that far on his own. The ER couldn't have been far... he takes a few steps, periodically glancing at the ground for any obstacles like rocks or other irregularities, before the vertigo catches him again.
A hand reaches out for a nearby tree to use as a support. He didn't want to meet the dirt for a second time that day.