[Ah, his bow is being tugged on. Somehow that's really endearing, so even in the middle of trying to keep each other not-worried, he's pleased. His free hand reaches up to curl at the base of Hazel's neck, and daringly he turns his head towards the side of Hazel's to press a small kiss above his ear. Shh... this is fine.]
Let's hope not. [And in the meantime, he'll look into preventative measures.] Are you alright?
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Let's hope not. [And in the meantime, he'll look into preventative measures.] Are you alright?