[It's a little dramatic, the way he jerks his arm forward to rest atop the towel over his eyes. And maybe bratty, too, the way he shakes his head and in a frustrated exhale simply says:]
No.
[He makes an attempt at wetting his lips, but his mouth is dry, which should prompt a backtrack and an ask for water but he just can't fathom it right now.]
No- I'm- I just need to lie here and sweat it out. [That's really the exact opposite of what he needs but damned if he's going to fix it right this second when every part of him feels awful.]
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No.
[He makes an attempt at wetting his lips, but his mouth is dry, which should prompt a backtrack and an ask for water but he just can't fathom it right now.]
No- I'm- I just need to lie here and sweat it out. [That's really the exact opposite of what he needs but damned if he's going to fix it right this second when every part of him feels awful.]