[Dammit, Riz, this is why Mando needs to get you lifting weights!]
Okay.
[Mando reaches in under PI's jaw and starts rubbing it with his thumb and forefinger. He's starting to think he should have just let the little turd have his coffee.]
[Isn't it enough for Riz to carry the weight of his insecurities and paranoia?
With Mando rubbing under PI's jaw, and Riz tugging, the little Yungoos is eventually forced to let go of Mando's finger. He hangs in Riz's hands like the naughtiest fur scarf, still hissing a little over losing his access to that black gold.]
Okay, make sure he can't get the coffee again, then take off your glove. I'm getting my first aid kit.
[You can carry those AND build muscle, Riz. Just look at Mando and all he's done.]
[With both hands free, Mando picks up the discarded thermos and sets it somewhere high, high enough that neither Riz nor PI can reach it. If either of them tries to scale him for it, he's ready to swat them away.]
Thanks.
[Before he peels off his gloves, Mando offers the still hissing PI a water bottle.]
You should drink this, or you're going to feel worse in the morning.
Maybe he'll learn not to do it again if he feels like shit.
[That's an absent comment coming from Riz as he digs out his first aid kit out of his briefcase. It's also an unintentionally hilarious comment coming from Riz considering he's absolutely never learned anything from fucking up his own shit with massive amounts of caffeine.
Returning to Mando's side, Riz pops open his first aid kit, before holding out a hand.]
[Mando definitely catches the irony there, but he bites his tongue on commenting. It takes some people more than a few tries to learn things, so maybe Riz is still grappling with the concept of 'too much coffee = feel like shit in the morning.']
[He sets the water next to PI, and pulls his glove off before offering his hand to Riz.]
It's not too bad.
[A handful of teeth marks, but only a few broke the skin. Mando's had worse.]
[Riz readily agrees with that. In fact, it's the sort of mild injury that you would probably end up ignoring completely in the middle of battle. But they are not in battle now. There is no reason not to stick a few bandaids to Mando's wounded finger.]
But I'd feel bad if your finger, like... rotted off or something.
[Riz soaks a swab with some disinfectant and starts wiping at Mando's finger.]
Plus, you're lucky it's nothing bad. I'm no cleric. All I know is some first aid.
[Look, he hasn't crawled out of a Sarlacc pit like certain other Mandalorians, but Mando has dealt with some gross, fraught shit. He's pretty sure he could survive Riz coming down off caffeine.]
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Okay.
[Mando reaches in under PI's jaw and starts rubbing it with his thumb and forefinger. He's starting to think he should have just let the little turd have his coffee.]
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With Mando rubbing under PI's jaw, and Riz tugging, the little Yungoos is eventually forced to let go of Mando's finger. He hangs in Riz's hands like the naughtiest fur scarf, still hissing a little over losing his access to that black gold.]
Okay, make sure he can't get the coffee again, then take off your glove. I'm getting my first aid kit.
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[With both hands free, Mando picks up the discarded thermos and sets it somewhere high, high enough that neither Riz nor PI can reach it. If either of them tries to scale him for it, he's ready to swat them away.]
Thanks.
[Before he peels off his gloves, Mando offers the still hissing PI a water bottle.]
You should drink this, or you're going to feel worse in the morning.
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[That's an absent comment coming from Riz as he digs out his first aid kit out of his briefcase. It's also an unintentionally hilarious comment coming from Riz considering he's absolutely never learned anything from fucking up his own shit with massive amounts of caffeine.
Returning to Mando's side, Riz pops open his first aid kit, before holding out a hand.]
Okay, let me see.
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[He sets the water next to PI, and pulls his glove off before offering his hand to Riz.]
It's not too bad.
[A handful of teeth marks, but only a few broke the skin. Mando's had worse.]
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[Riz readily agrees with that. In fact, it's the sort of mild injury that you would probably end up ignoring completely in the middle of battle. But they are not in battle now. There is no reason not to stick a few bandaids to Mando's wounded finger.]
But I'd feel bad if your finger, like... rotted off or something.
[Riz soaks a swab with some disinfectant and starts wiping at Mando's finger.]
Plus, you're lucky it's nothing bad. I'm no cleric. All I know is some first aid.
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[He genuinely would be! That would be some great biting! Alas, though, just a few scratches.]
You're doing fine.
[He gestures at the sulking Yungoos with his free hand.]
Just keep him away from your coffee in the future, please.
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[Please look over to where PI is laying on the ground, sulking his little head off.]
He's absolutely gonna try and get it again. Mom said I did the same thing as a kid.
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[Mando is convinced Riz's blood is more caffeine than fluid at this point.]
Do you think he'd drink decaf?
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[It goes against the very reason why you drink coffee!]
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You could mix decaf and regular for him, so he doesn't get too wild.
[In fact, that's not a bad idea for Riz either. Mando wonders if he could slip a scoop of decaf into the regular on the sly.]
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[Does Mando really want to handle Riz while he is caffeine deprived? Does he really want to put himself through that hell?]
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[... maybe.]