[He appreciates her moving as asked, though he winces slightly when she checks out his knee. It's indeed a bit swollen but not seriously; it's twisted or sprained and nothing worse.
He huddles under the blankets and lays down a bit, putting an arm around her once again, but shakes his head.]
I'm fine.
[And he is, in this regard at least; he'd stolen a hoodie of Sam's to wear, and it was big and soft and warm. He really needs some of his own but he hates shopping for clothes.]
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He huddles under the blankets and lays down a bit, putting an arm around her once again, but shakes his head.]
I'm fine.
[And he is, in this regard at least; he'd stolen a hoodie of Sam's to wear, and it was big and soft and warm. He really needs some of his own but he hates shopping for clothes.]
You should try to sleep.