[ He can scarcely begin to explain it to himself, but it reassures him on some level, seeing her smile at him the way that she is. For no small amount of time, he worried that she would not be able to return to herself, to the woman he knows and loves, and that he might not see her smile so again. Even if all she could give him were the smallest of smiles, he would take each one and treasure it. ]
Yes, we should, and we shall. [ He realizes then that he has not had the opportunity to touch her hair, much less style it the way she does, and perhaps that is too bold a request, but it is one that he wishes to make. For now, however, he files it away in the back of his mind, because it can wait until the morning. ] What a stir that would cause. I have been, of course, required to remain there late into the evening, but I will make every effort to spur things along so that I might return home to you and the children with all haste. [ Duty and responsibility to his work is one thing, but now he has other obligations and other responsibilities that are of equal importance.
As they work together to move her from the tub, he is quick to react to whatever she needs, and when she nods to the towel, he takes hold of it and brings it over so that she might wrap it around her. A few drops of water from her tail land on him, but he pays them no mind. He does quickly give her a slight perusal, as if further looking for any signs of anything worrisome, but he finds himself distracted once again when she places her hands upon his sash, signaling that it is time for him to lift her so that he might bring her to the bed.
His heart seems to skip a beat when she rests her head against his shoulder, but his hold on her is solid and he does his best to step carefully so that he does not jar her unnecessarily. ]
Indeed, it is. You are home, and nothing... nothing will take you from us again. [ Once, he would have said "from me", but now there are others who need her there and most assuredly feel incomplete when she is absent.
They are now back at the bed, and while he does not intend to break the contact between them, he pulls back the covers of the bed before placing her down. And once she is settled and comfortable, he reaches for the covers again and carefully pulls them over her. Once that is accomplished and he is certain she is resting comfortably, then he sits beside her on the edge of the bed.
Perhaps if she falls asleep, he will simply remain there watching over her, should she need anything in the middle of the night. ]
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Yes, we should, and we shall. [ He realizes then that he has not had the opportunity to touch her hair, much less style it the way she does, and perhaps that is too bold a request, but it is one that he wishes to make. For now, however, he files it away in the back of his mind, because it can wait until the morning. ] What a stir that would cause. I have been, of course, required to remain there late into the evening, but I will make every effort to spur things along so that I might return home to you and the children with all haste. [ Duty and responsibility to his work is one thing, but now he has other obligations and other responsibilities that are of equal importance.
As they work together to move her from the tub, he is quick to react to whatever she needs, and when she nods to the towel, he takes hold of it and brings it over so that she might wrap it around her. A few drops of water from her tail land on him, but he pays them no mind. He does quickly give her a slight perusal, as if further looking for any signs of anything worrisome, but he finds himself distracted once again when she places her hands upon his sash, signaling that it is time for him to lift her so that he might bring her to the bed.
His heart seems to skip a beat when she rests her head against his shoulder, but his hold on her is solid and he does his best to step carefully so that he does not jar her unnecessarily. ]
Indeed, it is. You are home, and nothing... nothing will take you from us again. [ Once, he would have said "from me", but now there are others who need her there and most assuredly feel incomplete when she is absent.
They are now back at the bed, and while he does not intend to break the contact between them, he pulls back the covers of the bed before placing her down. And once she is settled and comfortable, he reaches for the covers again and carefully pulls them over her. Once that is accomplished and he is certain she is resting comfortably, then he sits beside her on the edge of the bed.
Perhaps if she falls asleep, he will simply remain there watching over her, should she need anything in the middle of the night. ]