[Osvaldus makes a small upset sound in his sleep as Enygma steps back, taking his hand away, but...
...perhaps it's done him some good, that cool hand at his cheek. His fever seems to have lessened, anyway. And he curls up a bit more, burrowing back into the blanket now that he doesn't have a hand to cuddle up against.]
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...perhaps it's done him some good, that cool hand at his cheek. His fever seems to have lessened, anyway. And he curls up a bit more, burrowing back into the blanket now that he doesn't have a hand to cuddle up against.]