[ There's something that settles in his chest upon seeing Aeryn in his shirt, wearing his colors. Satisfaction. As if the other was always supposed to wear his shirts, to be draped in that color.
Then his hand finds a ticklish spot and Aeryn makes extremely cute sounds. The desire to continue touching grows greatly, even though he allows his hand to be taken to a different location. Fingers curl around that ankle gently, holding it as if that's enough to heal the injury there. ]
We'll wrap it up and then get going.
[ His other hand reaches out to grab some bandages, and he makes quick but gentle work of it. Wrapping it so that it won't move around too much and make the sprain worse. ]
There. [ Time to get Aeryn settled in the carriage in a comfortable place. It's clear there's a moment of debate, before he slots himself between the other's legs and picks him up that way. ] You can rest on my bed.
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Then his hand finds a ticklish spot and Aeryn makes extremely cute sounds. The desire to continue touching grows greatly, even though he allows his hand to be taken to a different location. Fingers curl around that ankle gently, holding it as if that's enough to heal the injury there. ]
We'll wrap it up and then get going.
[ His other hand reaches out to grab some bandages, and he makes quick but gentle work of it. Wrapping it so that it won't move around too much and make the sprain worse. ]
There. [ Time to get Aeryn settled in the carriage in a comfortable place. It's clear there's a moment of debate, before he slots himself between the other's legs and picks him up that way. ] You can rest on my bed.