[ It's obviously his instinct to ask who 'he' is--his long ears twitch, his hearing is quite sensitive--but they've had enough push and pull for one night. He'll file it away for another time.
As to her offer ... he considers it for a moment, thinking of how drained he feels; how his limbs resonate with ache. How his throat is dry, no matter what he drinks.
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As to her offer ... he considers it for a moment, thinking of how drained he feels; how his limbs resonate with ache. How his throat is dry, no matter what he drinks.
And then he reaches for her hand. ]
All right. Quick.