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[personal profile] oomfies 2023-02-11 06:58 am (UTC)(link)
[ Good! Good, she was ready to back out and immediately say 'nevermind' if he said it was a bad kind of surprise. She lets her lips spread into a soft smile, the only thing she can really give when she's simply relieved he understood what the heck she was saying. But then he's straight to business, leaning over just enough to allow her to relax into her seat.

A finger goes to tap at her cheek, ]


Um.. Mostly the first one? I've never been injured before. [ ..Now she's wondering if she should be injured by now. ] My back hurts all the time and my shoulders are stiff.. I get fatigued super easy. Like I'm lethargic? Stuff like that? I'm slow sometimes..

[ A pause, where she takes a moment to wonder if she's even explaining all this right, before hopping back in with: ]

Like, I eat healthy but I don't feel healthy? Does that make sense?
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[personal profile] oomfies 2023-02-16 11:04 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Wow.. Maybe there is a reason why this guy is so popular online (outside of the whole, you know, good looking thing). He seems like he really knows his stuff? And knows how to talk to people?? She feels mildly comforted by the way he assures her, so much that she doesn't bristle as much at the mention of a dietitian.

His other question, though.. ]


I do both of those things..?

[ It's said a little distractedly, as she's trying to peek over at what he's writing β€” even though she doesn't have to try and be sneaky about it. ]

I, um, mainly do my work on a computer so I sit in front of my laptop a lot. Sometimes on my bed, or at a coffee shop? Standing just depends on whether I have plans that day..
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[personal profile] oomfies 2023-04-13 12:07 am (UTC)(link)
[ She's trying so hard to be subtle that she hardly even clues in to the fact Zagreus was the one who moved the notebook β€” predictably, she only sees the fact that she can read now. Lottie, at least, has the decency to look a little sheepish when she looks back up at him, taking advantage of his transparency by scooting closer so she can finish reading.

He asks her if she can touch the floor (after that very distracting display of his leg, it's kind of unfair how fit he is because he isn't doing anything but he is still flexing???) and, truthfully, Lottie is a second away from actually testing the theory out herself before she notices the minute shift in his expression. And then β€” she blinks at him, expression edging on a soft sort of surprised (her brows lifting up gently, doe eyes that much more exposed to him, the way her lips part). She's weirdly.. Touched?

Her mouth clamps shut, a hand going up to fiddle at a piece of hair framing her face. ]


Oh, I mean β€” I didn't think they were personal.. You're just doing your job, you know??

[ (She actually knows nothing about what his job entails to any degree other than: make sure her body isn't wacky.. But she believes the hype around Zagreus, even if he is Too Powerful Socially for it!) ]

I'm okay!! For now.. I can sign it later or something if I'm feeling like, weirdly worried about my need for [ Give her a moment to squint down at the paper, to allow herself a silly sort of smile because she is trying to make a joke, ] 'posture rehab'.