[PRP] Spinelany Tap (Horace & Melany)

[The Semblance of Unity]

Horace was kind of grateful Melany didn't ask, though he would've sworn she was going to. He didn't offer to elaborate.

"Up to you if you're feeling food or want to head home. I've got some extra pillows we can prop around you so you don't lay on the wound." He frowned back at her, comically exaggerated. "It's okay; I didn't like it. And if I did I can always buy another. You needed something you could get you all over." He smiled a bit and opened the door for her.

"Can you get in without popping a stitch or do you need a hand? I'll try not to, um, shock you." He'd carry her up the damn stairs at home if he had to, even if he'd hate every minute (and freak out quietly afterwards).

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[shibrogane]

"I can do it myself," said Melany, who was--Horace had probably noticed--kind of prickly about being even slightly perceived as helpless. She used her good arm to swing herself into the passenger seat, and winced, and then said, "See? I'm fine."

Sure, Melany, okay.

The Semblance of Unity

 

[The Semblance of Unity]

"If you pop a stitch, I swear I will-" Actually, he had no idea what he would do. "-Probably do nothing, but I will make all kinds of super sad, very disappointed faces at you. Forever." He gave her an exasperated look and moved over to the driver's side to start the car.

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[shibrogane]

Melany sighed and rested her head against the car window. "I will make sad disappointed faces at me, too," she said. "Let's go back. I'm really tired all the sudden?"

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[The Semblance of Unity]

"Alright, we'll be home soon. Sleeping helps you heal." Then he fell silent. If Melany went to sleep in the car, too, probably any bit of it would help her.

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