[ he's in one piece, yes- but a smaller piece than she's used to. his arm hasn't fully grown back in, yet, a stump ending a few inches past his left elbow. which would probably make her feel bad-
-if she weren't immediately distracted by just how naked he is. ]
Ah.
[ a beat. a full, three second beat, where her eyes slowly go from his face down past his abs. ]
[his cocks are neatly tucked away behind a cute little slit, at this point, so he could almost pass for ken-dolling it. but he flushes, belatedly, and steps back.]
[ it's less about the genitalia and more... you know. the everything. sorry, dan heng. she's starting to figure out how to evaluate hotness. ]
Right. [ she steps in, but doesn't move to sit down anywhere. if anything, she hovers by the door - like she might be asked to leave at any moment. ] ...it's healing well.
[ that's... not the word she was expecting. not what she would have used, given the newly-rewrapped bandages around her left eye. then again, given the way she's watching dan heng go, she might not have used words to begin with. ]
[putting on underwear one-handed is, he is discovering, Difficult. especially when it is not designed to accommodate his tail. she's getting a hell of a view.]
...Oh, there wasn't really an opportunity to explain. I heal all wounds, eventually, provided an injury doesn't kill me.
[pauses, left side of his boxers held up to his hip while the rest just kind of hangs pathetically. real coppertone energy here. glances over his shoulder.]
[ she provides as sturdy a foundation as she can, waits for him to ask something of her. and when he just leans down, resting his head on her shoulder-
she just deflates. ]
...wouldn't you be?
[ there's no sense in trying to deny it. she's not the most emotional member of the crew, she knows that, but- she feels like she's a bit justified, here. ]
[ for once, stelle's voice raises a notch. words get stuck in her throat, impassioned, a pitch she's not used to wielding. she takes a deep breath, exhales, and it's clearly audible just how shaky she sounds. ]
...just because you were willing then doesn't mean you'll always be. I'm worried about- the next time.
[ she lets him catch her, and though her eyes slip away for a moment she even willingly looks up to him. right now, more than ever, she wants to cooperate with dan heng. ]
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-if she weren't immediately distracted by just how naked he is. ]
Ah.
[ a beat. a full, three second beat, where her eyes slowly go from his face down past his abs. ]
Hey again.
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Come in.
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Right. [ she steps in, but doesn't move to sit down anywhere. if anything, she hovers by the door - like she might be asked to leave at any moment. ] ...it's healing well.
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It is. Faster than I'd hoped for.
[he is, meanwhile, going to, uh. go get. some boxers, at the very least, out of his suitcase.
enjoy ass, as much as is visible behind tail.]
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[ that's... not the word she was expecting. not what she would have used, given the newly-rewrapped bandages around her left eye. then again, given the way she's watching dan heng go, she might not have used words to begin with. ]
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...Oh, there wasn't really an opportunity to explain. I heal all wounds, eventually, provided an injury doesn't kill me.
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[ well, now it's distracting for several reasons. wow. this is actually kind of cute? ]
Why would you want it to heal slower?
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...I don't?
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[ she's not really sure why she took it that way. why would he want to be missing an arm? she sighs, shaking her head after a moment. ]
...do you want some assistance? I'm the reason you can't put underwear on, after all. It's probably my responsibility to help.
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Now I'm torn.
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[ but it's delivered in that same deadpan she uses any time she jokes around. just a small joke. just laugh it off. it's fine. ]
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You weren't that rough.
[arm aside,]
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Come here?
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...and stops to pull up the boxers for him. ]
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[reaching to coax her up with his existing hand. he wants to LEAN ON HER.]
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[ well, this is embarrassing. still, she leans into him, giving him enough support to do whatever he needs. ]
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aeons help him. he'll even take help from Aha if it gets them through this.]
You're upset.
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she just deflates. ]
...wouldn't you be?
[ there's no sense in trying to deny it. she's not the most emotional member of the crew, she knows that, but- she feels like she's a bit justified, here. ]
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[he knows denying what they both know won't help. he'd rather die than seriously hurt a member of their little family. that's just who he is.]
But remember. I gave willingly. I gave you Cloudpiercer. I was egging you on the entire time.
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[ for once, stelle's voice raises a notch. words get stuck in her throat, impassioned, a pitch she's not used to wielding. she takes a deep breath, exhales, and it's clearly audible just how shaky she sounds. ]
...just because you were willing then doesn't mean you'll always be. I'm worried about- the next time.
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If I don't want it next time, I'll say no.
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...it's scary how good it felt.
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[nudging their foreheads together, careful with his horns.]
But it will be okay.
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...right. It'll be okay.
[ she finally glances over to his arm. ]
Does it still hurt?
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