EZTLI’S POV
“What happened to me?” he groans bringing his hand to his head rubbing small circles on his temple in an attempt to relieve stress, I bring both of my hands to the side of his head replacing his hands as I massage his temple
“A brightly colored man played a song on a flute and you fell unconscious” I answered him sincerely but he looked far from satisfied
“So I take it in my unconscious state I climbed up a prison cell and into your lap” He smiles, genuinely smiles at me a wide toothy grin so much so that a small dimple formed on his right cheek, that was new
“You fell unconscious and I carried you up here, it was no easy task, you’re welcome by the way” he nods his head having gotten somewhat of a grasp on the present predicament
“Alright,…” he brings his hand to his ches
