Really?! It was already a lot calling him a friend for the first time, so had to pull it back!

[ His eyes shift down to their hands, watching that delicate dance unfold, meeting him halfway when he catches on. His hand is steady, firm. Without hesitation, once he understands the melody.

He nods. A quiet simple gesture, never taking his eyes off the point of contact. ]

Can I finish dressing your wounds?

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