[ Of us, of it. Guren cracks a smile at the correction, setting aside his plants and bandages. He’s treated and cleaned every one, now, but with everything set to the side, he still rests his hand over Dextera’s chest. ]
I don’t mind. It’s almost like a vacation. [ Haha, hardly, but he can dream. His fingers smooth down his skin a little, and he watches, eyes brighter. Dextera is all clean now and he’s still a bloody mess. ]
I’m counting on you. I’ll be ready to make it easier however I can.
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I don’t mind. It’s almost like a vacation. [ Haha, hardly, but he can dream. His fingers smooth down his skin a little, and he watches, eyes brighter. Dextera is all clean now and he’s still a bloody mess. ]
I’m counting on you. I’ll be ready to make it easier however I can.