[ And his aching body is thanking Alisaie, in some morbid way, for not spewing blood onto the sheets, too. He's drawing back, running his thumb over her cheek one more time before he moves across the room to grab a spare blanket and a new shirt for her to wear.
At her request, though, his hand stills atop the dresser, and he glances at her with light color in his cheeks. Looks like he does remember how to blush, but that warmth isn't an unwelcome feeling. The illness has driven such thoughts to the back of his mind, but it's nice to remember that they're still just two people figuring out how to be in a relationship for the first time, even through...all of this. ]
Yeah. [ Gods, he loves her. ] Yeah, of course you can.
[ So he pulls out one of his shirts instead for her, pulling the old blanket off the bed before setting the new one down. Then, her returns to her side. ]
Need, uh...need a hand?
[ He at least wants to give her the chance to try to change herself, if she wants it. ]
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[ And his aching body is thanking Alisaie, in some morbid way, for not spewing blood onto the sheets, too. He's drawing back, running his thumb over her cheek one more time before he moves across the room to grab a spare blanket and a new shirt for her to wear.
At her request, though, his hand stills atop the dresser, and he glances at her with light color in his cheeks. Looks like he does remember how to blush, but that warmth isn't an unwelcome feeling. The illness has driven such thoughts to the back of his mind, but it's nice to remember that they're still just two people figuring out how to be in a relationship for the first time, even through...all of this. ]
Yeah. [ Gods, he loves her. ] Yeah, of course you can.
[ So he pulls out one of his shirts instead for her, pulling the old blanket off the bed before setting the new one down. Then, her returns to her side. ]
Need, uh...need a hand?
[ He at least wants to give her the chance to try to change herself, if she wants it. ]