[He watches with q thinly veiled curiosity. Did he say something wrong? He hopes not, because, well, connecting with others wasn't exactly his strong suit. It's something he's trying to be better at. Yet when she beams a little, and responds, a bit of relief washes over him. Relief, and a muted sense of humor.]
I'd say you earned a little break from it.
[A quiet flame of amusement flickers in his eyes at the comeback. Good. She's feeling better. That's what matters. Once she's on her feet, he nods, letting go and leading her toward the now slightly larger cuddle pile. There's a space behind where he sits down next to Shiro, or the couch itself. She can choose which one. Even the table, though that doesn't sound nearly as comfortable.]
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I'd say you earned a little break from it.
[A quiet flame of amusement flickers in his eyes at the comeback. Good. She's feeling better. That's what matters. Once she's on her feet, he nods, letting go and leading her toward the now slightly larger cuddle pile. There's a space behind where he sits down next to Shiro, or the couch itself. She can choose which one. Even the table, though that doesn't sound nearly as comfortable.]