THRONÉ

[frotag]

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[frotag]

[ as soon as she falters, ichiban is ready to catch her and keep her steady. his hand is at the small of her back to lift and carry her over to one of the cots so she doesn't need to worry about holding herself up for the moment. ]

...Have you told Tem?

[naeddre]

[she's fine with that! she just. flops down on the cot, with a sigh.]

... He's known since Friday.

[frotag]

...you probably don't need me to say it, but he's lucky to have you.

[naeddre]

[a - little laugh. a snort.]

... I suppose.

[frotag]

[ ... very carefully— and only if she allows him— he attempts to take her hand. ]

[naeddre]

[she allows it! she doesn't resist at all.]

... I think that I am more lucky to have him. [yay codependency]

[frotag]

... Mm.

[ laying his other hand atop hers now that she's consented, he squeezes just a little. ]

I'm sorry that you had to do that. And... I'm sorry I couldn't be there to help you keep the blood off your hands this time.

[naeddre]

... It's...

[well, it isn't alright, is it? but.]

I don't want the blood on your hands, either. [...] I'll survive it. But - thank you. I know what you are trying to tell me.

[frotag]

Heh. [ he grasps her hand again, one more time, before letting go. ] Don't be afraid to ask me, Necchan. Anything at all. I'm with you, every step of the way.