[reverie - ic inbox.]

[peacetalks]

"Pray speak your piece, and I shall return it anon."

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[finalsteps]

[ His brain is still trying to process all of that. So he sighs happily at the hip kiss. ]

Then why aren’t you laying alongside me?

[peacetalks]

[chuckles softly]

Because I do wish for you to be able to walk on the morrow. But I take your meaning.

[aymeric grabs a washcloth to clean his hands, and then he stretches out next to estinien, curled close, petting his hair]

[finalsteps]

With enough rest...surely it will be okay.

[ He adjusts to the warmth at his back. The fingers in his hair are a nice touch. ]

That's good. Better.

[peacetalks]

[gently running his fingers through estinien's hair]

You came to me for comfort and instead I brutalized you. Allow me to make it up to you.

[finalsteps]

I asked for some of that, love.

[ He huffs a little bit, amused. ]

You should make it up to me.

[peacetalks]

How shall I make it up to you, beloved?

[curls closer]

Will a kiss suffice?