Ranuccio's hands rub little circles on Clay's back, waiting for his body to relax, to stop shivering.
"Are you back?" he asks softly. His injured hand is throbbing slowly, dull pain that is perfectly bearable. A couple of broken fingers never killed anyone.
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Date: 2004-04-25 05:11 am (UTC)"Are you back?" he asks softly. His injured hand is throbbing slowly, dull pain that is perfectly bearable. A couple of broken fingers never killed anyone.
"Clay...?"