He tries to shift his body weight to take a little bit 'off' of her, and notices that his arms and thighs still feel like every touch is legitimately taken from quicksand.
"...maybe rest, for just a minute."
Weakly somewhere, he shifts beside her and flops down, rolling them so that his body is beside hers, beneath hers in what he looks from. With one hand, he undoes the knot of his kilt and tosses it to the floor beneath him.
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He tries to shift his body weight to take a little bit 'off' of her, and notices that his arms and thighs still feel like every touch is legitimately taken from quicksand.
"...maybe rest, for just a minute."
Weakly somewhere, he shifts beside her and flops down, rolling them so that his body is beside hers, beneath hers in what he looks from. With one hand, he undoes the knot of his kilt and tosses it to the floor beneath him.
"Very glad."