[ Please don’t break his hand, he’s running out of those.
He’s closed his eyes again, lying back against all of the pillows that Sypha’s piled behind him. If he holds his shoulders just so, he can’t really feel the overstarched hospital sheets or the dull ache of his body or the pain in the bitten arm. It’s almost a little like being in their own bed, with the both of them around him.]
I think I can manage the bed thing. And you’ll both be there?
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[ Please don’t break his hand, he’s running out of those.
He’s closed his eyes again, lying back against all of the pillows that Sypha’s piled behind him. If he holds his shoulders just so, he can’t really feel the overstarched hospital sheets or the dull ache of his body or the pain in the bitten arm. It’s almost a little like being in their own bed, with the both of them around him.]
I think I can manage the bed thing. And you’ll both be there?