[It's this or talk about the human goo on his shoes. And he doesn't want to think about it right now. He just wants to go wash it all off and curl up in a bed until everything feels less like a bodyslam/tilt-a-whirl ride.]
Never mind.
[Yosuke belches into the back of his hand, prompting another dirty look from the driver. But Gilbert gets a half-apologetic smile as Yosuke leans his face against the already dirty window of the cab. It's gross, but the cool glass feels nice against his skin. it fogs up a little where his breath hits it.]
Let's just get somewhere quiet. My head kind of hurts.
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Never mind.
[Yosuke belches into the back of his hand, prompting another dirty look from the driver. But Gilbert gets a half-apologetic smile as Yosuke leans his face against the already dirty window of the cab. It's gross, but the cool glass feels nice against his skin. it fogs up a little where his breath hits it.]
Let's just get somewhere quiet. My head kind of hurts.