[ dextera is a light sleeper, though exhaustion drew him down a little further than he usually goes. he’s dazed upon waking up, but his mind quickly catches up with him—guren’s hands are here and there and his clothes are being shifted because dextera is wounded. right.
he doesn’t say anything right away, maybe forgetting that his voice came back to him. habit is hard to break, after all. either way, he acknowledges guren’s greeting with a shy smile of his own.
as guren will find, he’s... still pretty beaten up, but at least there’s not much new blood. being next to guren kept him from moving too much as they slept—it’s just soreness, now, settling into his bones, and the tightness around his wounds that definitely means he needs to pay attention to them. ]
Ngh—
[ he tries to move to help guren access his injuries easier, and he’s rewarded with pain for his efforts. good morning!! ]
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he doesn’t say anything right away, maybe forgetting that his voice came back to him. habit is hard to break, after all. either way, he acknowledges guren’s greeting with a shy smile of his own.
as guren will find, he’s... still pretty beaten up, but at least there’s not much new blood. being next to guren kept him from moving too much as they slept—it’s just soreness, now, settling into his bones, and the tightness around his wounds that definitely means he needs to pay attention to them. ]
Ngh—
[ he tries to move to help guren access his injuries easier, and he’s rewarded with pain for his efforts. good morning!! ]