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After a few moments, he stood up, going over to the water supply and dampening a rag. "We're just about done, Nas." * * * (Yoop!)
He looked over at her suddenly, his gaze softening. There was a silence before he continued working. *** It didn’t take long for her to drift off.
He laughed lowly, his fingers gentle as he worked. "That's what you're worried about?" * * * She looked over at him for a moment before...
"Take deep breathes, Nas," he said quietly. "You're doing well.." * * * She relaxed, resting her head on the pillow. "Good."
He pulled back the shirt, beginning to work as gently as he could. * * * She blinked, looking up at him. "Will you stay with me?" she asked,...
His brows furrowed and he came over to her, pulling her to the bed. "Here. Lie down. I can help." * * * Her forehead was still hot, and she...
He tilted his head. "Do you know how to use that stuff?" * * * She frowned, moving to pull away. "Oh. Sorry."
"Don't be stupid," he said gruffly. "You're my favorite adventuring buddy." * * * She laughed hesitantly, her fingers curling in his shirt....
He was moving quickly, weaving through the various nooks and crannies. He had paid attention to the route they had taken, it seemed. "I can't...
He blinked, watching her for a moment before approaching her, picking her up as gently as he could. "I'm going to get you home," he said, his...
He frowned before speaking. "You shouldn't be walking." * * * "Why would they stop you? You're an adult."
He looked down before noticing the injury. "Oh, God. You're hurt." * * * "That's shockingly nonchalant of you."
They got to cover and he turned to her, gasping for breath slightly. "Are you alright?" * ** She laughed lightly, raising an eyebrow. "Can...
The cat was spinning frantically to get Victor off and as she watched, she would see Victor steer the cat into a cabinet. The thud was loud, and...
There was a silence, and for one terrible moment, it was almost as if he had ran away. After a second though, the cat was yanked back by an...
He was putting the last few toothpicks in his bag. "Yes. Let's head out." * * * She laughed, resting her head on his shoulder. "I know."
He met her on the top, gasping for breath. "These are some strange trees." * * * She frowned, watching him. "I know you're smart enough,"...
He followed her up, a little behind. * * * She frowned, turning her head to look at him. "You don't know the area..."
He gave her a small smirk. "Race?" * * * She laughed, scooting over in the bed. "I'm kidding, Cy. I just don't want you to get sick."
"We might be able to tame it," he said playfully. * * * "Well, you should care."
