he panics, rushing over to scoop thorns back onto the bed where he belongs. the next few minutes are spent fussing over him: checking his temperature, adjusting the blankets, hovering far too close for his own good. it's hard to tell how bad it is when he's warm himself, but still. how's he doing…? ]
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THAT'S HIS BABY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
he panics, rushing over to scoop thorns back onto the bed where he belongs. the next few minutes are spent fussing over him: checking his temperature, adjusting the blankets, hovering far too close for his own good. it's hard to tell how bad it is when he's warm himself, but still. how's he doing…? ]