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Solomon glanced up, wiping the distressed look from his face, shaking his hand a bit with a slight smile, "I'm fine..I just hit my hand rather hard downstairs is all." He turned away from Holden, slipping his shirt off and pulling off his belt. "It's really nothing to be worried about." He winced a bit as the numbness hit his shoulder, making his arm twitch a bit as he pulled off his pants and folded them neatly and set them on the dresser.

He turned back around with the same smile, "Now come on, you need to sleep. You've got a big day ahead of you." He came over, crawling into bed with Holden and kissing his cheek, thankful he was leaning on his right arm at this moment knowing his left could not support him now. "Thank you for the wonderful dinner Holden. It really was amazing."