[He's very uncomfortable hovering like this, but his automatic reaction is to fret even more when Dextera moves. He'd set up this bed just for him, assuming he'd be sitting in a shitty old chair in the corner. But now there's space, and of course Dextera would be like this.]
How is it going to be comfortable with two grown men in one bed this size?
[That's his frowning, worrying comment, but he gives in anyway. Asking him to move back is asking him to hurt himself even more to do it, and he'd like to be closer, himself... So he crawls in, too, reaching to take the blanket from the foot of the bed and draping it over Dextera (and himself, a little) as he does.]
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[He's very uncomfortable hovering like this, but his automatic reaction is to fret even more when Dextera moves. He'd set up this bed just for him, assuming he'd be sitting in a shitty old chair in the corner. But now there's space, and of course Dextera would be like this.]
How is it going to be comfortable with two grown men in one bed this size?
[That's his frowning, worrying comment, but he gives in anyway. Asking him to move back is asking him to hurt himself even more to do it, and he'd like to be closer, himself... So he crawls in, too, reaching to take the blanket from the foot of the bed and draping it over Dextera (and himself, a little) as he does.]
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