𝙾𝚅𝙴𝚁𝙵𝙻𝙾𝚆

[unjustifiable]

"Looking at this makes me feel like someone's groping around inside my skull..."

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[unjustifiable]

[ James sighs but doesn't offer any further protests. He knows by now that this isn't a game that he can win. He thought he was good at avoiding difficult conversations, but Igarak makes him look like an amateur.

He gives the man a significant look - we're not finished here, just you wait - and settles back against the pillow. He can't see what Igarak is doing from this position, but he can feel the gaze that lingers heavily upon his chest. When Igarak lays a hand on him, he shivers at the contact, still greedy for touch even after all that they've together. The tingle of the healing magic salves away the pain. It should bring relief - and it does, in a strictly physical sense - but James can't help but feel that he's lost something, severed some connection. When he raises his head to glance at the smooth, unbroken skin of his chest, he feels an utterly irrational sense of disappointment. ]

It was a lot, [ he repeats, for once in complete agreement with his friend. ] And I'm tired. But you should rest, too. You can't have gotten much sleep on the floor.

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[ The look doesn't go unnoticed. Igarak gives a slight nod; he knows he won't be able to avoid the conversation indefinitely. In truth, he doesn't want to. He will not lie to James, even by omission, but he will need time to sit with this

His hand moves slowly, reverently, caressing James' now unmarked skin. ]

I never get much sleep. [ A fond half-smile touches his lips. ] But I'll stay here until you fall asleep. Is that acceptable?