[It's a weak admonishment, full of pain. That he could've gone through something so horrible and still think of her well being? It breaks her heart. She doesn't deserve it. She brings her other hand over, shifting so she can cup them both in his, willing warmth from her fingertips into his.]
I can rest later, when I know you're less likely to faint.
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[It's a weak admonishment, full of pain. That he could've gone through something so horrible and still think of her well being? It breaks her heart. She doesn't deserve it. She brings her other hand over, shifting so she can cup them both in his, willing warmth from her fingertips into his.]
I can rest later, when I know you're less likely to faint.