Having decided to let Hermes rest in the meantime, Giselle rises back to standing.
Yet, before she can even take a step back, she feels a warm, strong hand grip her wrist all of the sudden. "Wait," came his voice, breathy and hoarse. She freezes up and then turns around, surprised to see him awake.
"Are you going to give me that or not?" he muttered, earning him a giggle.
"You can ask a little bit more politely, you know," she quipped with a smile.
"May I have the honor to receive your Valentine's Day chocolate, Ma'am?"
Giselle does as asked, much to Hermes's delight.
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Faint chatters and laughter echo across the room.
Drystan spent the early morning having tea with Ercilia and Meir. He needed to go to work come noon, returning again some time past the few first hours of the evening. Drystan found Ercilia up and about while Meir slept on the hospital bed.
