[ Molly doesn't move when Fjord returns to the bed, exhausted and exsanguinated in one, sleeping deeply. He was trembling a bit before he's swept up in blankets and a half-orc, and rests soundly through the night in Fjord's arms.
The morning sounds has him burying his face more into Fjord's chest, smiling at the kiss on his forehead. It smelled nice in here, his brain registers, and he pops one red eye open groggily to see the flowers.
For a moment he's really confused, but then he gets it and smiles against that green skin. ]
She loves you.
[ He says softly and a little raspy, still half-asleep. ]
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The morning sounds has him burying his face more into Fjord's chest, smiling at the kiss on his forehead. It smelled nice in here, his brain registers, and he pops one red eye open groggily to see the flowers.
For a moment he's really confused, but then he gets it and smiles against that green skin. ]
She loves you.
[ He says softly and a little raspy, still half-asleep. ]
Like I do.