[ Ok, Ryou's not just trying to get away from him, nice. The Ring-Spirit reaches back automatically, not remembering "oh, right, I had concerns about whether I could lift him before" until he's trying and... well, between his own monstrous-strength and Ryou being down most of one of his longer limbs, he can, but he was definitely right to harbor doubts about it. It's not so much the hollow bones as it is the injured digits and the mismatching odd proportions, but it takes him a minute to stand up with Ryou in his arms.
At this point he hesitates, remembering there's also a box he's supposed to move. He stares at said box for a moment, trying to figure out how to pick it up... and decides nope, fuck it, too complicated, he'll make two trips. ]
H-heh... Take your dime eadig. You'b god ar nide, an I bet dey'd tasd bedder ib you're nod chokig.
[ A vague hope that if Ryou stretches the box out across the night that he'll... die slightly less intensely? And the Ring-Spirit will lighten the load by the one (1) creampuff Ryou insists he take. That's it, that's the closest to enforcing responsible pastry consumption the Ring-Spirit's even going to try.
He deposits Ryou in the blanket nest awkwardly, then goes back for the pastries; and once he's fetched the box as well, he flops awkwardly into the nest himself, stretching his wings out behind the both of them. ]
Oof...
[ He. is. exhausted. Not from the exertion just now, no, just. the rest of the day catching up to him. And the days before this one. ...And his toes may have reopened a little. Again. (Annoying how they keep doing that.) ]
[cw: minor self-injury]
At this point he hesitates, remembering there's also a box he's supposed to move. He stares at said box for a moment, trying to figure out how to pick it up... and decides nope, fuck it, too complicated, he'll make two trips. ]
H-heh... Take your dime eadig. You'b god ar nide, an I bet dey'd tasd bedder ib you're nod chokig.
[ A vague hope that if Ryou stretches the box out across the night that he'll... die slightly less intensely? And the Ring-Spirit will lighten the load by the one (1) creampuff Ryou insists he take. That's it, that's the closest to enforcing responsible pastry consumption the Ring-Spirit's even going to try.
He deposits Ryou in the blanket nest awkwardly, then goes back for the pastries; and once he's fetched the box as well, he flops awkwardly into the nest himself, stretching his wings out behind the both of them. ]
Oof...
[ He. is. exhausted. Not from the exertion just now, no, just. the rest of the day catching up to him. And the days before this one. ...And his toes may have reopened a little. Again. (Annoying how they keep doing that.) ]