[littl3chocobo]

he snapped to attention at the words 'the story' he was relieved that the other remembered. he was worried he had made a wrong move. when he had awoken next to the other in a soft room high above the streets of the city where snow was still white and the air breathable he did not understand anything was amiss, he got up put on his glasses, brushed his teeth and made it all the way to opening the package of bacon he found in the fridge before he broke free of the spell. he was relieved to find the other was safe as well. he turned off the stove and went over to the fridge where the other was busy looking for something, he saw there was juice in the back of the fridge leaning in just close enough that their shoulders touched he turned to the other and whispered 'my arm will never scar now my lord' and pecked the other on the cheek, grabbing the drink he shook it slightly and grinned at the other who followed his movements 'slow boys get no juice only hard tap water' he all but skipped across the kitchen where he knew the glasses were kept