[ For someone who'd flinched away from contact, Adrian doesn't seem shy about wrapping his arms around the man's waist and burying his face against the back of his jacket while they speed off. He isn't going to be ill, but a motorcycle is much faster than a horse, and he doesn't need to imagine what happens to a body if it's accidentally flung into the pavement at that speed.
It's a while before they begin to decelerate, but he's stopped coughing intermittently by then. Adrian releases the man slowly, blinking a few times as he tries to make sense of their surroundings. He still has one hand on the back of his jacket; he's going to use it as a baby leash if the man tries to run off. ]
Come, let's catch our breath and get your arm seen to before you develop some sort of infection to top off the night. [ It's not a request. ]
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It's a while before they begin to decelerate, but he's stopped coughing intermittently by then. Adrian releases the man slowly, blinking a few times as he tries to make sense of their surroundings. He still has one hand on the back of his jacket; he's going to use it as a baby leash if the man tries to run off. ]
Come, let's catch our breath and get your arm seen to before you develop some sort of infection to top off the night. [ It's not a request. ]