“ you needn't apologize , really . probably a sign that i could use a few more hours of reverie . ” his words are followed by a graceful chuckle .
“ funny how that works , isn't it .ᐣ ” the softness behind her laughter colors elven cheeks with a light dusting . he manages a faint grin after another yawn , this one more full .
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⦅ 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘨 ; 𝘢 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵 𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴. ⦆
who knew something so small
as a yawn could be so easily l
contagious —— sorry about that.
hm ... i didn't think it possible for one to have 𝒕𝒐𝒐 many adventures .
then again , i hear that life inside baldur's gate is a never - ending venture in itself— must be tiresome .
“ amë maien ... ” he blissfully sighs as the she - elf's weaving fingers completely seal his wound shut— 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 . he promptly loosens shoulders , testing the spell's effect over his forearm with a slow roll .
the wood - elf watches her subtle precision of arcane arts with an open look of curiosity spread across features .
his sights flicker across her own elven visage , noting the furrowed concentration in them with a silent admiration .
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《 moment longer, she hovers her other hand above the wound and closes her eyes.
"Te curo."
A soft, blue glow illuminates from her palm and around the wound. Slowly, it closes back as if it were never there in the first place.
“ i'm not so foolish as to refuse offered help , heh . ” another quiet chuckle . visually , the cut wasn't so bad .
“ cî ... ” he speaks in elven tongue seamlessly , wound now fully offered to she - elf — 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 .
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“ hmph*— that obvious , is it .ᐣ ” attention shifts from his forearm to her extended hand , consideration teeming in his emerald gaze .
“ but still , ” he rolls the sleeve of his elven chain farther up to reveal the cut .
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“ ... much worser things indeed . ” now gently clutching his right forearm that stained elven chain's sleeve with crimson , the wood - kin lets out a dry chuckle . no doubt , the minor wound was freshly received from battle .
a small smile touches his own thin lips as he shifts his weight to give the other ample room ; expression is cut short by the movement that earns him a brief , yet sharp wince .
“ tch-— ” features are tainted by a grimace for a moment .
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