The situation was absurd and surreal enough for Lancelot, mind blank with overwhelmed confusion. His brain process, hazy with absence, attempted to piece together whatever the hell had just happened. What had he missed that had driven the captain to show him such affection? More so- what had pushed the captain to do so while assuming that he was asleep?
His face, burning with humiliation, was soon smothered in blankets as he brought it over himself. Sure, it was a childish way to deal with the wave of embarrassment that overcame him, but he wanted nothing more than to disappear at that moment. At least /his/ coping method wasn't to drink the consequences away.
For Elric, on the other hand, it was. How else was he supposed to deal with things? He'd not been sober for enough time to realis
