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RETH
A few minutes later, her breath thundering in his ear, she forgot about his wound and dragged her hand down his side. He winced and jerked away and she gasped.
"I'm so sorry, Reth!"
"Shhhh, it's fine. I'm fine."
"No, you aren't! Aymora said you need to rest until you're healed."
"I promise, there's more healing in your lips than anywhere else in this cave," he said dryly, but when she pushed gently at his shoulder, he sighed and laid back down, breathing carefully until the pain in his ribs eased.
They lay there, both of them staring at the black ceiling, until their breathing returned to normal. Reth found her hand and twined their fingers and she rolled over, to hold his hand in both of hers.
"Are you going back to sleep?" she whispered.
He shook his head. "I don't think so."
