[That ... that makes no sense, Kenzi. It's not an excuse. You're totally trashed.
Awwwwwwwwh, Jefferson apologized!? Kenzi smiles right back at him, totally touched that he cared enough about their budding friendship to apologize! What a bro.]
It's okaaay. Don't even-- ... don't worry about it. [He gets a wobbly, drunken smooch to the cheek that kind of lands on his jaw because what even is depth perception right now. And then Rumlow's scooping him up and Kenzi suddenly feels so much lighter!
She grabs onto Rumlow's arm, a little petulant, but otherwise okay with it.]
I'm fine. I can walk by myself. I've got LEGS, Brock of Ages. [But she is prone to wandering off and Rumlow's got his hands full. Literally. She can see the logic behind hanging onto him. It keeps them together.]
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[That ... that makes no sense, Kenzi. It's not an excuse. You're totally trashed.
Awwwwwwwwh, Jefferson apologized!? Kenzi smiles right back at him, totally touched that he cared enough about their budding friendship to apologize! What a bro.]
It's okaaay. Don't even-- ... don't worry about it. [He gets a wobbly, drunken smooch to the cheek that kind of lands on his jaw because what even is depth perception right now. And then Rumlow's scooping him up and Kenzi suddenly feels so much lighter!
She grabs onto Rumlow's arm, a little petulant, but otherwise okay with it.]
I'm fine. I can walk by myself. I've got LEGS, Brock of Ages. [But she is prone to wandering off and Rumlow's got his hands full. Literally. She can see the logic behind hanging onto him. It keeps them together.]