Ahhh, gotcha. [She's not wrong, so he lugs himself onto the mattress and lays down with a relieved sigh. It's still warm from where she'd been laid moments before.
While he'd love to just doze off then and there for a nap, he instead regards her back.]
Hey... Thanks for letting me help. I'm really glad you're okay. [He touches her shoulder, intended as a gesture of comfort, but gentle enough that she could shrug him off if she wanted to. Yet she had touched his shard, the most intimate part of him, with such care. It felt strange not to return the gesture somehow.]
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While he'd love to just doze off then and there for a nap, he instead regards her back.]
Hey... Thanks for letting me help. I'm really glad you're okay. [He touches her shoulder, intended as a gesture of comfort, but gentle enough that she could shrug him off if she wanted to. Yet she had touched his shard, the most intimate part of him, with such care. It felt strange not to return the gesture somehow.]