adelphoi: (🍰 ᴛᴀʜɪɴɪ)
ᴀʟɪsᴀɪᴇ "ғɪᴛᴇ ᴍᴇ" ʟᴇᴠᴇɪʟʟᴇᴜʀ ([personal profile] adelphoi) wrote in [community profile] acatalepsy_logs 2018-09-15 05:24 am (UTC)

[ alisaie has no idea how much time has passed when he emerges, for she's dozed off entirely, chin to chest, only barely sitting forward. it's a wonder she is even sitting up at all.

but she wakes with a start at the sound of his voice, a sharp inhale, her vision bleary, but she has not been asleep so long that she has forgotten where she is, or why. with a deep breath to steady herself, alisaie rubs at her eyes with the heels of her hand to banish the sleep from them. ]


Good. I am glad to hear it.

[ it will hardly go far enough to cure him, but anything at all that she can do to alleviate his suffering, however slightly, is a victory. she pats the bed beside her, though in case he does not hear it, she speaks. ]

Come and sit, have something to eat.

[ truth be told, his wristband is such a small thing that she hasn't noticed at all that he has discarded it - she'd hardly even noticed that he wore it at all, before he'd withdrawn so swiftly when she tried to peel it away.

on her feet, alisaie moves to pour him a glass of cold water, which she presses into his hand, whether or not he has sat. ]

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