[ She chuckles quietly against the side of his head, her hand rubbing into his shoulder. There's a pause as she holds him. His scent is comforting, no matter if he's been exercising. ] Nothing that a warm shower can't fix.
[ Pyra pulls away to look at him, and... slowly lifts her hand from his shoulder to his cheek, as if appreciating something about him. Quietly, ] You're alright.
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[ Pyra pulls away to look at him, and... slowly lifts her hand from his shoulder to his cheek, as if appreciating something about him. Quietly, ] You're alright.