[He says it softly, coaxingly, holding Mayoi's clammy hands between his own.]
You can thank me, but one of these days I'll have to convince you not to apologize. This is what I'm here for, after all.
[Leaning in, his ears flicking, Tatsumi opens his hands and nuzzles at Mayoi's palms. It's very early in the morning, still dark, but Tatsumi couldn't stay on the bed in his current state. He'd been pacing the living room until Mayoi's attack. This is... he hates to even think it, but it's nice to be distracted. He can pour all his care and attention into Mayoi instead of worrying.
His tail taps the floor a few times as he breathes Mayoi in, checking his scent for any signs that he's not recovering.]
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[He says it softly, coaxingly, holding Mayoi's clammy hands between his own.]
You can thank me, but one of these days I'll have to convince you not to apologize. This is what I'm here for, after all.
[Leaning in, his ears flicking, Tatsumi opens his hands and nuzzles at Mayoi's palms. It's very early in the morning, still dark, but Tatsumi couldn't stay on the bed in his current state. He'd been pacing the living room until Mayoi's attack. This is... he hates to even think it, but it's nice to be distracted. He can pour all his care and attention into Mayoi instead of worrying.
His tail taps the floor a few times as he breathes Mayoi in, checking his scent for any signs that he's not recovering.]
Would you like a glass of water?