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17.Feb.22, 12:51 PM
“’m fine,” he mumbled since his mouth was rather close to the bed thanks to the way he had been peeking over the top. He was currently envious of the sheet F’drel covered himself in, though. N’lis wanted something as well, feeling far too exposed but also realising that R’dal either didn’t keep rugs on the ground near his bed or it had been pushed askew during the, uh, earlier commotion and his bum was starting to feel the chill.
Mostly though, it was the being on full display to F’drel. The greenrider had stayed with him regularly after the mauling but F’drel had only seen the bandages and never the scarring that remained. Indivara had scared him enough with her horror stories that N’lis followed every direction from the healers but the gashes had been so deep, that scarring was always going to happen. Thy just happened to heal neatly with some even being on the fainter side. Even in his horrified state over what had transpired, N’lis still knew F’drel would never judge him or take pity but it was too hard to shrug and stand up like nothing was amiss.
Perhaps if he only had one of the horrors to work with instead of two. Since he didn’t, N’lis slowly reached a hand up and onto the bed until he found the pillow that he recalled being delightfully plump and comfortable. Did R’dal overstuff his pillows? N’lis pondered that as he sat back and settled it nicely into his lap so it covered his torso and some of this thighs thanks to the way he was sitting. His eyes went large as he realised what he had just done to the man’s pillow and then glanced at the bed as well. He was going to have to do a lot of laundry and maybe buy R’dal a new pillow or even sheets as an apology.
“I’m sorry Dalsuth gave chase,” N’lis didn’t think his sweet boy was ready yet but of course he had to be proven wrong and really, he should have expected it. Dalsuth was the social one between them and he adored Halomirth. N’lis sighed and ran a hand through his hair, giving his scalp a light massage as he went. “I’m sorry if I wasn’t your… preferred partner and I hope I didn’t hurt you.” Remembering the Flight made him nauseated as they were a blur of bouncing between his vision and Dalsuth’s but he was kind of glad for that as well. He wasn’t sure he wanted to have a clearer picture of the bits he did remember after the win.
Mostly though, it was the being on full display to F’drel. The greenrider had stayed with him regularly after the mauling but F’drel had only seen the bandages and never the scarring that remained. Indivara had scared him enough with her horror stories that N’lis followed every direction from the healers but the gashes had been so deep, that scarring was always going to happen. Thy just happened to heal neatly with some even being on the fainter side. Even in his horrified state over what had transpired, N’lis still knew F’drel would never judge him or take pity but it was too hard to shrug and stand up like nothing was amiss.
Perhaps if he only had one of the horrors to work with instead of two. Since he didn’t, N’lis slowly reached a hand up and onto the bed until he found the pillow that he recalled being delightfully plump and comfortable. Did R’dal overstuff his pillows? N’lis pondered that as he sat back and settled it nicely into his lap so it covered his torso and some of this thighs thanks to the way he was sitting. His eyes went large as he realised what he had just done to the man’s pillow and then glanced at the bed as well. He was going to have to do a lot of laundry and maybe buy R’dal a new pillow or even sheets as an apology.
“I’m sorry Dalsuth gave chase,” N’lis didn’t think his sweet boy was ready yet but of course he had to be proven wrong and really, he should have expected it. Dalsuth was the social one between them and he adored Halomirth. N’lis sighed and ran a hand through his hair, giving his scalp a light massage as he went. “I’m sorry if I wasn’t your… preferred partner and I hope I didn’t hurt you.” Remembering the Flight made him nauseated as they were a blur of bouncing between his vision and Dalsuth’s but he was kind of glad for that as well. He wasn’t sure he wanted to have a clearer picture of the bits he did remember after the win.
