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[Asch is in the kitchen yet again, this time holding a bag of ice up to his cheek and eye, face blank as he does so]

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[fononfailure]

I won't if it bothers you.

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

It's really okay...

[fononfailure]

Are you sure..? You don't have to let me.

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

...It's just embarrassing.

[fononfailure]

That's what adults do. We're supposed to embarrass kids. But still won't if you don't want me to.

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

You can keep doing it if you want to...

[fononfailure]

I'll try to keep it to a minimum. Hugs are just as nice.

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

I like hugs better, anyway.

[fononfailure]

Then we'll just stick with that. *gives him a light squeeze, petting him.*

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

Okay. [snuggles]

[fononfailure]

Is your cheek feeling better?

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

A bit...

[fononfailure]

I can heal it some more if you'd like.

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

...You can if you want to...

[fononfailure]

I don't want you hurting... *places her hand back on his cheek, giving a small hug.*

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

...Okay. [hugs back]