Curtis and Edgar, initial treatment and visiting hours

[simon_doctor]

It's been a rough day for Curtis and Edgar. Fortunately, the Milliways infirmary is definitely set up to handle hypothermia and exposure.

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[2goodarms]

Yeah. A whisper of thought.

Relief flutters at the back of his mind: he and Edgar aren't stable yet, but they've got some kind of foundation in place, at least. For the first time in months, Curtis has some idea of where to go. Enough rubble's been cleared off the tracks to get moving again.

God, just seeing that path kind of feels like a miracle.

[dejah_thoris]

She lifts her hand to his cheek, gentle as she can possibly manage. She feels that ray of hope and echoes it back to him, like a crystal glass struck, reverberating in harmony.

She stands, carefully setting the mug on the table, and leans up to press a soft kiss to his brow. I would kiss your lips, but I imagine they are still tender. A quiet pulse of amusement. Only means more kissing later.

[2goodarms]

He snorts a quiet laugh, catching the amusement and sending it back to her twofold.

(If there's a thought or two mixed in there related to just how much he'd like to do later -- well. Can't be helped. New connection and everything, hasn't got all the intricacies worked out!)

"Little bit," he admits. "Rain check, for sure."

Still, he can manage a smile, small and beginning to verge toward sleepy. So glad you're here.

[dejah_thoris]

I am where I belong. By your side.

They've been teasing each other with those thoughts, emotions, feelings for weeks now. Gentle caresses of longing limned with licks of heat. She devours those thoughts, revels in the clarity the new bond provides, and he can feel her own longing singing in response.

In answer to his growing sleepiness, she gives him another soft look. "Here. The bed is plenty big for both of us."

A moment later, she's crawling up beside him, gingerly insinuating herself into the crook of his arm.

[2goodarms]

Oh.

His smile grows as much as his windburned face will allow. Curtis scoots back enough for both of them to get comfortable. Just as carefully, he curls his arm around her, rests his cheek atop her head.

Even here, he doesn't have to sleep alone.

"Night, Dejah." Love you.

[dejah_thoris]

"I love you, too."

She relaxes against him and he can feel how safe she feels, nestled against his side. Even with the coffee, it only takes a few moments before she's fast asleep.