Stuffy and Eluuna's 1 on 1!

Guilt still settled around her like a blanket, but her eyes shifted to him and she watched him trustfully. She sighed, resting her hand on his chest.

“I love you so much, Craw.”

 

She traced his sternum quietly, pursing her lips.

“You should sleep more... if you can.”

 

She nodded, satisfied before kissing under his jaw lightly, her lips soft.

 

She rested her forehead against his neck and rubbed his sternum, her eyes thoughtful.

 

Poppy kissed his cheek before sitting up, gathering her medical supplies.

 

(Yep! Francis wakes to Poppy gone for the mission?)

 

Poppy was nowhere to be seen, the tent strangely empty. Her medical supplies were gone and her pack was not in its place by the door.

 

Penelope was walking by the tent wen she noticed Francis trying to stand up. She frowned and pokes her head in

“Francis? What are you doing?”

 

She squinted at him.

“You should be sleeping. Your wound is too severe.”

 

She frowned, cocking her head.

“Poppy said it was; she said that you probably wouldn’t be able to go on any more missions.”