[ she settles without complaint, though she's looking at him so wistfully it's like she's about to ask him to hold her hand or start rambling about how much she loves him for coming over and taking care of her because it's nice not being alone--
But she doesn't, instead curling under the blanket and trying not to shift too fitfully when the aching persists. He's doing this much for her, the least she can do is be as good a patient as he wants. ]
I'll... do my best.
[ never mind that her arms feel too heavy to move, she shakily liberates a hand to form an expectant fist to hold up. ]
lmao no
But she doesn't, instead curling under the blanket and trying not to shift too fitfully when the aching persists. He's doing this much for her, the least she can do is be as good a patient as he wants. ]
I'll... do my best.
[ never mind that her arms feel too heavy to move, she shakily liberates a hand to form an expectant fist to hold up. ]