He hums, contented, running his fingers through her hair as she settles on his chest. "You also have all the time you want," he teases her. "And you have an appetite the size of Ivalice. One night was never going to satisfy your curiosity." Which he loves about her.
Her mood changes again, worry underscoring it. "I think the wound is mostly healed," he says. "The fatigue usually comes when my body is working through all the magic. It also usually takes a lot longer than this. You're a remarkable healer, Aerith. Thank you."
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Date: 2023-03-14 12:19 am (UTC)Her mood changes again, worry underscoring it. "I think the wound is mostly healed," he says. "The fatigue usually comes when my body is working through all the magic. It also usually takes a lot longer than this. You're a remarkable healer, Aerith. Thank you."