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[itistolaugh]

"Harley here! Leave a message and I'll get back to you.

Or I won't.

Don't be boring."

(text, voice, video, action)

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[pushtheboundaries]

[he won't. he'll linger in the shower for a long while, partly from pain, partly from soreness, partly from...well, a lot of other things. on the light side, he doesn't mind cold water at all.

when Harley returns, he'll have his pants on and a towel around his neck, lying on the bed again- not quite dozing, but that took a lot of what energy he'd managed to recover. his comm will be right by his hand, a sparse handful of messages made while she was out]

[itistolaugh]

[ She lightly touches his shoulder when she comes back, before sitting on the bed next to him with the kit and a shopping bag. ]

Hey. Eat something and let me get some fresh bandages on you, and then you can go back to resting all you want. Okay?

[pushtheboundaries]

[better the shoulder than the butt, like earlier. right? but his eyes are open, and after a few blinks he seems alert enough.]

As long as it's not another sad banana and dubious muffin.

[itistolaugh]

[ She laughs and pulls lunch out of the bag, setting it on the nightstand. ]

Nope, it's a happy apple and an only slightly dubious sandwich.

[ And a large bottle of water. Constantly refilling that tiny cup is a pain in the ass. ]

[pushtheboundaries]

[well for that, he'll push himself up a bit. he'd use the microbots, but he picked up on Harley's discomfort and they're obediently waiting out of sight for him to actually give them an order. though there may or may not be a faint metal rustling, that then dies down.]

That sounds like a gourmet meal, honestly, compared the rest.

[itistolaugh]

[ She helps support him, careful of his injuries, until he gets settled. ]

Only the best for you, darling.

[ Moves behind him with the kit and gets to work. She's slower with the work this time, more gentle. There's no urgency to get it done before he passes out. ]

How's that feel? Better?

[pushtheboundaries]

Aren't you sweet. [and he's not being sarcastic- well, he may be slightly teasing, but he's sincere, too. and will be starting to work on that meal, slowly, because as hungry as he's realized he is- he distantly remembers something about not eating too quickly? maybe? possibly?

maybe he's just distracted by the replacing of the bandages. there's a few sounds, a bit of shifting and restrained winces...]

It still hurts. Not as bad as last night, but I've still been coughing a bit.

[itistolaugh]

Mm, probably should spend some time sitting up. Easier to breathe.

[ She packs up the kit when she's finished and leans over him to set that on the nightstand as well. Settles back kneads lightly at a knotted muscle on his lower back, careful not to touch too close to a burn. ]

Are you sore?

[pushtheboundaries]

I might be able to bundle up everything in to a support where I can still rest without leaning back...[and lean forwards instead. not that he's not already doing that, arms resting on his legs since he's gotten enough of the food down to take the edge off, and now...

okay, yeah. that feels a bit better.]

Nnhn-a little.

[itistolaugh]

Yeah, I bet. You are tense! Just try and relax.

[ She focuses on his lower back for now. His upper back and shoulders probably hurt more, but navigating around the burns and bruises would be tricky. ]

[pushtheboundaries]

Can you blame me? I'm not exactly used to...[he makes a vague gesture with his hand, to all this. the burns, the lying low, the...everything.

but to his credit, he is trying to relax, and it does happen, albeit slowly. still, bit by bit, and with only one brief coughing fit, she's able to work out the knots there]

[itistolaugh]

[ She shushes him and hums quietly while she works on his back. When she's done, she leans over to give him a peck on the cheek. ]

There now. Isn't that better?

[pushtheboundaries]

[by the time she's finished, Robert seems just shy of dozing again. he's relaxed, eyes closed, and seems about as easy as she's probably seen him since picking him up. not even when he was actually asleep did he seem this comfortable.

hell, he even bumps his head almost affectionately against hers at that peck, a small smile on his face]

Much.

[itistolaugh]

[ Hm. Cute. She stays close, actually nuzzles him. ]

You can go back to sleep if you want.

[pushtheboundaries]

I should.

[says the man making no effort to move away and in fact leaning against her just a bit more, because anything further kind of aggravates the whole burn thing, bandages or not]

Give me a minute.

[itistolaugh]

[ Shifts so they can cuddle without pulling the bandages ]

Sure. Whatever you want.

[pushtheboundaries]

[this is...not quite how he expected things to go, but frankly he doesn't seem inclined to deter it. there's a bit of latent discomfort, but thanks to Harley's hands, any actual protest is gone before it started.

quite the opposite, really; lying on his good shoulder, he's got an arm draped around her and all. at this point, his only wonder is simple;]

You're comfortable like this?

[just to make sure he won't need to move.]

[itistolaugh]

[ Nothing about this weekend has been what she expected. He's a very surprising man. So far it only makes him more interesting.

She sighs and relaxes against him. ]

Mmmhm. This is good.

[pushtheboundaries]

[please, like she's not fascinating herself. ]

Mm. How much sleep have you gotten?

[his fingers may or may not be brushing over her arm, feather-light, and more idle motion than any conscious or deliberate action]

[itistolaugh]

Don't worry about me. I don't need-- [ Interrupted by a yawn. Betrayed by her own body. ]

I'm fine.

[pushtheboundaries]

[that actually evokes a chuckle, and a small squeeze to that arm. being able to focus on someone else - however minor their 'problem' is - gives him a bit more steadiness]

Fine. I'm going to rest, then, and if you want to make sure I don't risk ruining your hard work by rolling on to my back, it might be a good idea for you to stay here for a few minutes.

[itistolaugh]

Are you holding yourself hostage-- [ she holds back another yawn ] -- to get me to sleep with you? That's dirty pool, Robert.

[pushtheboundaries]

You can get up at any time, if you want to trade places with a pillow.

[itistolaugh]

[ She snuggles up against him and slides an arm over his side ]

Nooo, 'm staying! I'll be good!

[pushtheboundaries]

See? No hostages involved. [just him shifting slightly to get more comfortable. it's...strange, holding someone like this again, but he'll take it as long as she'll give it.] If threat of a pillow's all that's needed to make you behave, though, maybe I should start carrying one around.