[Hubert sniffles, having spent the past few moments trying to get his emotions back in control. Why did he have to be such a crybaby? Why did he have to be so weak?]
I...I'm fine.
[He very much isn't. He certainly doesn't sound fine, his voice tiny and hoarse. And when he takes his first steps forward, he hobbles a little, thrown off by dizziness.
But Hubert can be as stubborn as Asbel, in his own way. He's determined not to ask for help until he absolutely can't avoid it. He's going to use what little strength he has left to walk on his own for as long as possible.]
sorry never sorry
I...I'm fine.
[He very much isn't. He certainly doesn't sound fine, his voice tiny and hoarse. And when he takes his first steps forward, he hobbles a little, thrown off by dizziness.
But Hubert can be as stubborn as Asbel, in his own way. He's determined not to ask for help until he absolutely can't avoid it. He's going to use what little strength he has left to walk on his own for as long as possible.]