[Bell only faintly hears the "you're important to me" speech as he casually waves off the words. Youth-speech. Tune in at the end and say "mmm" and it should suffice.]
[He looks at Youth, considering the offer and wishing he wasn't. It's not that there's anything wrong with Youth or the offer, and if Bell were feeling better, then leaning into Youth might have a certain appeal, but right now he would have to admit a weakness, a need to lean on Youth for something as simple as getting from point A to point B. ...He didn't want to have to lean on anyone, to be a burden--he didn't want to be something broken.]
[Then again, no one else is around to see. Youth...probably won't hold it over his head later, or discard him for it. They're...partners. He guesses he can give Youth the benefit of the doubt and see where it gets him. ...Bell can trust himself enough to put his trust in another. He stands, taking Youth's arm, and there's a buzzing in his head. The dizzy heat is back, and there are unpleasant dots over his vision. He grabs Youth's shoulder to steady himself, though he's not sure it'll work for long.] Try to carry me again, and I'll kill you.
In person
[Bell only faintly hears the "you're important to me" speech as he casually waves off the words. Youth-speech. Tune in at the end and say "mmm" and it should suffice.]
[He looks at Youth, considering the offer and wishing he wasn't. It's not that there's anything wrong with Youth or the offer, and if Bell were feeling better, then leaning into Youth might have a certain appeal, but right now he would have to admit a weakness, a need to lean on Youth for something as simple as getting from point A to point B. ...He didn't want to have to lean on anyone, to be a burden--he didn't want to be something broken.]
[Then again, no one else is around to see. Youth...probably won't hold it over his head later, or discard him for it. They're...partners. He guesses he can give Youth the benefit of the doubt and see where it gets him. ...Bell can trust himself enough to put his trust in another. He stands, taking Youth's arm, and there's a buzzing in his head. The dizzy heat is back, and there are unpleasant dots over his vision. He grabs Youth's shoulder to steady himself, though he's not sure it'll work for long.] Try to carry me again, and I'll kill you.