[his hold loosens as soon as jack says that, grip shifting so he can more or less lower the other man back down to the bed without simply letting him drop there, especially if there's any kind of risk of him throwing up all over himself.
instead of joining him, however, he stands up, and briefly disappears from the room; there's some distant banging around (which jack may well not even notice, given the state he's in), but in short order charles returns with two practical items: a bucket, and a bottle of water. the bucket he places on the floor by jack's side of the bed, the bottle on jack's nightstand. he's not great at emotional comfort, but he's been in more pathetic states than this and he knows what small actions can help. if jack doesn't need them, or chooses not to use them, that's up to him.
he still doesn't say anything. there's not really anything to say. but once he's done this small service, he tugs his boots off, and climbs into the bed behind jack. one hand slips across his arm, charles glancing briefly at his face. if jack doesn't protest, he'll lie down behind him and draw him in close, tucked against his back, silent. there's nothing else to do for now but this.]
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instead of joining him, however, he stands up, and briefly disappears from the room; there's some distant banging around (which jack may well not even notice, given the state he's in), but in short order charles returns with two practical items: a bucket, and a bottle of water. the bucket he places on the floor by jack's side of the bed, the bottle on jack's nightstand. he's not great at emotional comfort, but he's been in more pathetic states than this and he knows what small actions can help. if jack doesn't need them, or chooses not to use them, that's up to him.
he still doesn't say anything. there's not really anything to say. but once he's done this small service, he tugs his boots off, and climbs into the bed behind jack. one hand slips across his arm, charles glancing briefly at his face. if jack doesn't protest, he'll lie down behind him and draw him in close, tucked against his back, silent. there's nothing else to do for now but this.]