[littl3chocobo]

he bolted upright. dark! he could hear watter running in the bathing closet, he hurried to it, his first step a stagger but the rest as sure as they always were. he found the other re-wetting the cloths. he pulled them from his hands and lifted the boy bridal style off his feet. the narrow door and equally narrow hall made maneuvering difficult but he paid it no mind. he made it over to the bed and put the other back in his place 'stay' he commanded in a low firm voice. he sat on the bed and leaned over the other. he took both hands and pressed them to his lord's shoulders. he placed his forehead flush with the others.

pain

there it was. he tried a different tactic this time, instead of pulling it out all at once as he did with wishes he took it a tendril at a time, in small smooth motions, he drew it out slowly and his gem began to glow.