[Right, right. The shush gesture. Lots of people have given Simon the shush gesture since he woke up in this stupid place, so he gets it. Simon nods and pretends to drag a zipper across his lips, then half-crouches down with his hands on his head like he's either preparing to sprint away or he's about to hide from an earthquake. It's embarrassing to look at, but. At least he's quiet.]
Gah! [Well, he was quiet.
Simon jumps back from the food that Hershel tosses over to him, limbs flailing everywhere as the napkin hits the ground with a dull thud. Half of the food spills on the floor because Simon was too much of a scaredy cat to catch it, but he doesn't even seem to notice, too busy bouncing on his feet again.]
Oh, man! Hershel!! [He's panicking, clutching at his hair and chewing his bottom lip like he has no idea what to do.] Are you okay?! Ahh! I-I told you this was a bad idea, this was such a bad idea!!
[Yeah, Simon thinks Hershel actually tripped. Like, for real. If Hershel got hurt because of him, Simon's fucked, all of Hershel's friends will totally kill him.]
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Gah! [Well, he was quiet.
Simon jumps back from the food that Hershel tosses over to him, limbs flailing everywhere as the napkin hits the ground with a dull thud. Half of the food spills on the floor because Simon was too much of a scaredy cat to catch it, but he doesn't even seem to notice, too busy bouncing on his feet again.]
Oh, man! Hershel!! [He's panicking, clutching at his hair and chewing his bottom lip like he has no idea what to do.] Are you okay?! Ahh! I-I told you this was a bad idea, this was such a bad idea!!
[Yeah, Simon thinks Hershel actually tripped. Like, for real. If Hershel got hurt because of him, Simon's fucked, all of Hershel's friends will totally kill him.]