[He doesn't let her struggle long, tries to intervene before she spills it because it seems safe middle ground. Because it's instinct to; despite everything Colleen ever said about him he was a good father, in his way, did his best at any rate, club business notwithstanding. He eyes her warily when she makes her intentions known, when she asks for help, and part of him wants to refuse because of what she said happened the last time, but she doesn't seem like she'll break too easily if he does, so he nods, moves to assist the best he can.]
Yeah, sure. Just don't pass out on me, alright?
[There's a faint smile there, something almost teasing albeit uncertain, but he offers a hand for balance and leverage, moves in close to be ready to wrap an arm around her to bodily get her upright if she needs it. Teenage girls are stubborn, he knows that surely enough, she wants to sit up that's what's happening regardless.]
Re: [infirmary bonding spam]
Yeah, sure. Just don't pass out on me, alright?
[There's a faint smile there, something almost teasing albeit uncertain, but he offers a hand for balance and leverage, moves in close to be ready to wrap an arm around her to bodily get her upright if she needs it. Teenage girls are stubborn, he knows that surely enough, she wants to sit up that's what's happening regardless.]