There was a little sigh of relief. Of course they were okay. Blitzø said as much in the brief texts he sent. It was rather silly of him to ask. Right? Doesn't hurt to double check... So why didn't the imp's reply quiet the doubts that crept in the dark corners of his mind?
As the owl lay there, his idle thumb stopped as he stared unfocused at Blitzø’s claws. "When I think about it... I too have a hard time expressing myself... If I have done anything to hurt you, I want you to know that I am truly sorry. I would never want to do anything that would bring you harm."
As his words fade, Stolas releases his hold on the imp's hand, returning it to lay beside him on the bed.
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Date: 2023-06-18 12:30 pm (UTC)As the owl lay there, his idle thumb stopped as he stared unfocused at Blitzø’s claws. "When I think about it... I too have a hard time expressing myself... If I have done anything to hurt you, I want you to know that I am truly sorry. I would never want to do anything that would bring you harm."
As his words fade, Stolas releases his hold on the imp's hand, returning it to lay beside him on the bed.