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Silco ([personal profile] conflictresolution) wrote in [community profile] expiationlogs 2024-11-24 05:36 am (UTC)

[He slowly released his grip on the chair, leg still trembling slightly from the sting of the alcohol and the small spikes of pain as Richard wiped the blood and dirt from the injury. He should do it himself, take his time and just letting himself hide behind the façade of bravery. He didn't though, letting Richard tend to his wound.

This wasn't worse than when he had sustained the injury to his face. He had survived that and this wouldn't delay him long. It hadn't been the biggest razorfin he had seen.

He stiffened again as his leg was wrapped, once again gripping the chair and clenching his jaw to keep from making noise. His injured flesh throbbed and ached in pain even after it was completed, but he knew they couldn't stay here much longer. This wasn't a safe haven and he was in no condition to be sprinting or maneuvering around tables and doors quickly.

His eyes shift to regard Richard, the tension clear in his lover's frame.]
Are you... alright?

[His gaze followed Richard's movements, and he lifted a hand to settle on the side of his lover's head. No doubt there would be further scolding of his unwise decision to venture out on his own, but he didn't care as he had been taking care of himself through the horrors of his city for years.]

Richard...?

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