[aymeric huffs, feeling embarrassed by his body's own reactions--it's just a small thing, he thinks, naught to fuss over. his body has healed as much as it can, after what it's been through, both physically and emotionally. his time in the vault was so long ago now, just... not long enough to heal everything, much as aymeric wishes otherwise.
he tries not to recall what particular brutality caused that arm to echo its pain, years later, and instead focuses on the pleasant sensation of estinien's touch]
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Date: 2024-03-11 04:14 am (UTC)he tries not to recall what particular brutality caused that arm to echo its pain, years later, and instead focuses on the pleasant sensation of estinien's touch]
'Tis fine, truly. I do not mean to worry you.