( this is what happens when two hard headed losers collide. noctis' skull impacts with his own and jason has to grit his teeth hard to keep it from rattling his own brain too much. he's dazed, but--still upright, shifting weight forward enough to sit on hips and keep noctis from getting that high up again.
and raises a hand to rub at his forehead, wincing. )
Jesus. What're you packing in there, bricks?
( but there's a distinct fondness to his tone despite the pained expression. hard headed isn't a bad quality to have in this case. his forehead may be sore for a bit but it was funny as hell. )
SHUT UP HE DOES WHAT HE WANTS
and raises a hand to rub at his forehead, wincing. )
Jesus. What're you packing in there, bricks?
( but there's a distinct fondness to his tone despite the pained expression. hard headed isn't a bad quality to have in this case. his forehead may be sore for a bit but it was funny as hell. )