( It's true, that Emil has been touching him, before Lalli had any indication of waking up. His own sleep had been stirred by some fitful movement, waking up to discover his boyfriend trembling before his arms had flown to clutch at his throat. Sitting up, Emil took one of his shoulders with a rough shake in an attempt to shock him from whatever nightmare had him so ensnared. It felt like minutes passed, all efforts fruitless even as he called out Lalli's name at an increasing volume.
Once Lalli finally wakes up, the question can't even be asked before an answer cuts off words that don't exist. The flinch comes and the shoulder is let go off; Emil doesn't take it personally. The concern in this moment is too heavy and at the front of his mind. )
What? ( It's soft, as much a way of asking if there's anything he can do as he can muster in the moment. The background is filled with an ambient river sound that can't be placed based on the setting's current activity, If he needs to be quiet, leave, be there in some other way...so be it. )
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Once Lalli finally wakes up, the question can't even be asked before an answer cuts off words that don't exist. The flinch comes and the shoulder is let go off; Emil doesn't take it personally. The concern in this moment is too heavy and at the front of his mind. )
What? ( It's soft, as much a way of asking if there's anything he can do as he can muster in the moment. The background is filled with an ambient river sound that can't be placed based on the setting's current activity, If he needs to be quiet, leave, be there in some other way...so be it. )