“We-“ I fumbled with my words “I think we should head back inside Edgar”
As I wasn’t sure I could keep a straight face while conversing about his death.
“You need to rest, then take a warm bath-“ I closed the distance between us, wrapped my arm around his back and tried getting him to move forward.
“Then I’ll have to clean up and cover your wounds all over again”
I hadn’t realised it yet, that I babbled relentlessly without getting tired or stopping to take a breath. And even after I did, I still wanted to talk with him.
Concerning his every day activities, not as a dead man, but as a living man.
“Mae”
“Don’t forget you’d have to eat as well-“ I chortled as I recalled the flower he’d ingested “Actual food this time”
“MAE” he abruptly escaped from my hold and pulled me to face him
