[ "Relaxed" is a good word for it. So much so that when Harrison makes his way back over to the couch, he flops down on it right next to Cisco. He was never one much for proper posture to begin with; while he'd sit up straight and take long, measured paces during work-related events, he was far more inclined to hunch over in his chairs when working and stretch himself out during breaks or otherwise. That seemed to only be amplified with his current state as he drapes one arm over the back of the couch, craning his neck to peer over at Cisco's work.
And as much as he hated to admit it, he finally felt more comfortable as his tail curls up alongside him. It's almost elegant with its fluff — or at least it would be if it weren't for, well, everything surrounding it. Harrison reaches over to swat it away, knowing full well that it's a futile motion at best since the appendage seems to have a mind of its own at times.
He glances back over at Cisco when he speaks, eyes narrowing slightly. Harrison knows him well enough by now to know when he's seriously asking something and when he's being himself. But there was no harm in it, so— ]
Stoned.
[ His response is nonchalant, said with a shrug. He merely raises an eyebrow before continuing. ]
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And as much as he hated to admit it, he finally felt more comfortable as his tail curls up alongside him. It's almost elegant with its fluff — or at least it would be if it weren't for, well, everything surrounding it. Harrison reaches over to swat it away, knowing full well that it's a futile motion at best since the appendage seems to have a mind of its own at times.
He glances back over at Cisco when he speaks, eyes narrowing slightly. Harrison knows him well enough by now to know when he's seriously asking something and when he's being himself. But there was no harm in it, so— ]
Stoned.
[ His response is nonchalant, said with a shrug. He merely raises an eyebrow before continuing. ]
Now, anyway.