[Basil's ears twitch, eyes flickering from the floor back up to Max when he feels her reaching for his hand. His hands are warm, as they always are. A little overly so, but thankfully not burning-hot. Warm, like a heat pack. It means that in contrast, Max's hand feels blistering cold to him, but...it's hard to be cold when you're so warm all the time. To that end, it doesn't bother him at all.
He lets her, and once their hands are joined, he'll carefully curl his claws over the back of her hand.]
Y-you're welcome.
[This time, he accepts her thanks, simply. It seems like the best thing to do.
His face feels warm, and he's not sure if it's from the blood still caked onto it, or the fact that he's blushing. He's just glad his scales hide it for the most part.]
I'll...I'll stay with you, okay? Until you're better...a-and all of this is over.
[Until it feels like they can exist as themselves again.]
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Date: 2023-05-21 04:22 am (UTC)He lets her, and once their hands are joined, he'll carefully curl his claws over the back of her hand.]
Y-you're welcome.
[This time, he accepts her thanks, simply. It seems like the best thing to do.
His face feels warm, and he's not sure if it's from the blood still caked onto it, or the fact that he's blushing. He's just glad his scales hide it for the most part.]
I'll...I'll stay with you, okay? Until you're better...a-and all of this is over.
[Until it feels like they can exist as themselves again.]