[ She all but freezes once he touches her cheek. Then, her eyes drift shut and she leans into his touch. His sigh causes her heart to skip a beat. For a brief moment everything melts away and it is just the two of them again. Part of her feels as if they may never have this again, and thus it is important to hold it close and treasure it while she can.
Settled in front of him, Alkaid watches as he begins to move. Her ears lift off her head in worry that he might strain himself more than he should. She moves closer to him in order to try and make whatever motion he moves to do easier. Her eyes are locked onto his all the while, never looking away. She wishes she could see what it is he is thinking beyond the glowing blue-and-white that's enveloped his normally sky-blue color. Although, she believes she does know what it is he is attempting to do.
Gently, as she has this entire ordeal, Alkaid slips between his legs. If he was not so injured she would sit on his lap as she might usually. There is only a moment of hesitation before she leans only a fraction of her weight against him if he so wishes to wrap his arms around her underneath the blanket. Her arms raise slowly to move around his waist, letting her head rest against his chest. Alkaid tilts her head up to look at him to make sure that she has not agitated any of the wounds she has unable to heal just yet. ]
... like this? [ She wants to make certain that she understands what he has tried to do. ]
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Settled in front of him, Alkaid watches as he begins to move. Her ears lift off her head in worry that he might strain himself more than he should. She moves closer to him in order to try and make whatever motion he moves to do easier. Her eyes are locked onto his all the while, never looking away. She wishes she could see what it is he is thinking beyond the glowing blue-and-white that's enveloped his normally sky-blue color. Although, she believes she does know what it is he is attempting to do.
Gently, as she has this entire ordeal, Alkaid slips between his legs. If he was not so injured she would sit on his lap as she might usually. There is only a moment of hesitation before she leans only a fraction of her weight against him if he so wishes to wrap his arms around her underneath the blanket. Her arms raise slowly to move around his waist, letting her head rest against his chest. Alkaid tilts her head up to look at him to make sure that she has not agitated any of the wounds she has unable to heal just yet. ]
... like this? [ She wants to make certain that she understands what he has tried to do. ]