[PRP] Something New [Consume x Serpent of Paradise]

[Prolixity]

She tucked her head under his chin, leaning into him for support, and he felt his chest squeeze, a little overwhelmed with the sudden depth of the conversation. He tucked his chin against her, breathing deeply and reflecting on the promise he'd just made, grateful that she'd hidden her face for the moment so he didn't have to control his expression; he was pretty sure he looked startled and maybe bewildered, and he didn't want her to think that he was uncertain or thinking of changing his mind. It was the certainty that was startling, maybe. "S'ok," he muttered, and he might have been saying it to himself as well as to her.

[Beejoux]

He let her stay like that, supporting her, and Merry let him do it. Let herself be held like that. Let the weight of his words sink in along with the weight of what she'd experienced. She just needed a moment. She d be fine.

She was fine.

After long moments and a heavy breath she drew her headback again, lifted it to nuzzle along his cheek. Murmuring a soft, "I'm sorry." Near his ear. "It's okay," she echoed his words back to him. "Just a lot, that's all."

[Prolixity]

By the time she was drawing back to nuzzle at his cheek, he had gotten his expression more under control, and he could smile for her. "It's okay," he repeated with more certainty. "You had an interesting night, huh?" What was it like to be touched directly by the forces that drove the swamp, and perhaps the whole world? More unsettling than the weird things that they'd experienced in the caves, perhaps. That hadn't left him feeling as though he had a purpose or a calling of any sort. It'd be strange and heavy to have that settled on him suddenly. He could understand why she was feeling odd.