[ Not for the first time, not for the fiftieth time, she wishes he'd want better for himself. And also envies, a little, that he doesn't care how people see him. Her contradicting feelings about everything are world class migraine material. ]
Do you only do this to make me happy? [ She gestures vaguely around them to the mussed bed, the pile of discarded clothes, his bite marks. Being here with her at all. ] I know there's that piece of it, but -- do you get anything out of it?
[ She keeps patching him up and waits for an answer that will inevitably make her feel like she swallowed a brick and, also inevitably, strengthen her resolve to refuse to give up on him even so. ]
That's a relief. [ at least she can be sure he isn't trying to spare her feelings, since he never has ] I'm a lot of unflattering things, but not quite selfish enough to be okay with you not enjoying it.
[ Cleaning and bandaging the punctures, then. And feeling not just some kind of way about the fact that she put them there, but all the kinds of ways. ]
I can call Venti to come fix you up if you want. [ Venti might (will assuredly) make fun of Aliza later, but not in a judgey way. ]
Is it that you like it to linger, or you just don't see why you should bother getting them healed up? [ She'll bug him less about this in the future if it's the former ]
[ How did a woman with nearly endless stamina end up with so many squishy mortals who need naps all the time? Ah well she has Lupine for endurance training for now ]
You can stay here and rest if you want some company. I promise to lay off the bandaged parts. [ He's stayed here enough to know she has plenty of blankets and such, but this time he can actually sleep on his back if he wants to! Yay for useful gifts! ]
You're always welcome. I enjoy having you here. It does mean I have to get off your lap, which is a minor tragedy.
[ But she does that, and scoots down to grab some of the folded blankets and fluff them out. Thanks to her various partners nesting in the Rainy Day Room she has plenty of them. ]
[ A few soft blankets get drawn over them, a few plushies get nudged onto the floor. Despite the red having returned to her eyes she's still quite relaxed, so might actually doze a bit. ]
[ He gets a quick kiss on the cheek before Aliza makes herself at home flush against his side with her cheek on his less-bitten shoulder, hand resting on his chest. If she's not touching someone the maximum amount possible she's just not content. ]
Let me know if your shoulder starts to ache, hm? And don't even think about sneaking out of here without kissing me goodbye.
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Do you only do this to make me happy? [ She gestures vaguely around them to the mussed bed, the pile of discarded clothes, his bite marks. Being here with her at all. ] I know there's that piece of it, but -- do you get anything out of it?
[ She keeps patching him up and waits for an answer that will inevitably make her feel like she swallowed a brick and, also inevitably, strengthen her resolve to refuse to give up on him even so. ]
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[No hesitation there at least.]
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Look up, I'll work on your neck. I really did a number on you this time.
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I can call Venti to come fix you up if you want. [ Venti might (will assuredly) make fun of Aliza later, but not in a judgey way. ]
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But he just smiles as gently as ever.]
I'll be alright.
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Is it that you like it to linger, or you just don't see why you should bother getting them healed up? [ She'll bug him less about this in the future if it's the former ]
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More of the latter.
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I worry about your health, is all. I like to think I wouldn't go too far, but...
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All bandaged up. [ Since she was already leaned forward working on his neck, she swoops in closer to kiss the corner of his mouth. ]
How did the pillow work? [ Stroking along his wing for emphasis ] Hopefully you're not too tired.
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[Him noodle.]
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for now]You can stay here and rest if you want some company. I promise to lay off the bandaged parts. [ He's stayed here enough to know she has plenty of blankets and such, but this time he can actually sleep on his back if he wants to! Yay for useful gifts! ]
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[ But she does that, and scoots down to grab some of the folded blankets and fluff them out. Thanks to her various partners nesting in the Rainy Day Room she has plenty of them. ]
Flip that pillow so you can lay down more, hm?
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[He'll follow her instructions, naturally, settling back down on the pillow once properly adjusted.]
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[ He gets a quick kiss on the cheek before Aliza makes herself at home flush against his side with her cheek on his less-bitten shoulder, hand resting on his chest. If she's not touching someone the maximum amount possible she's just not content. ]
Let me know if your shoulder starts to ache, hm? And don't even think about sneaking out of here without kissing me goodbye.
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[He'll resume petting her hair like this, though, soft and gentle.]
I'll make sure you know.
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Mmm. Rest well.
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[Settling down, his own breaths becoming deeper, more regular.]