[He pants as Dedue does his best to ground him, body shuddering as he slides his fingers free, and again when he presses another kiss to his temple. It is grounding. It feels... nice, like he genuinely cares, which is such a rarity for him that it's noteworthy.
He's finding himself in that odd haze where he could go either way - he could continue, with a moment to rest, which he fully intends to do now, or... he could curl up into the warmth behind him and drop into a fitful sleep.
That'll come later, after Dedue has a chance to come, too.
Vaguely, he realizes that he's asking if he's alright, too, so he shifts just enough to be able to press a kiss to the first patch of skin he can reach - on is neck, just under his chin, in this case.]
More than alright... don't worry.
[Even his voice is breathy and a little out of it. He's going to need a second.]
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He's finding himself in that odd haze where he could go either way - he could continue, with a moment to rest, which he fully intends to do now, or... he could curl up into the warmth behind him and drop into a fitful sleep.
That'll come later, after Dedue has a chance to come, too.
Vaguely, he realizes that he's asking if he's alright, too, so he shifts just enough to be able to press a kiss to the first patch of skin he can reach - on is neck, just under his chin, in this case.]
More than alright... don't worry.
[Even his voice is breathy and a little out of it. He's going to need a second.]