[ You're back. No surprise. No doubt. No disappointment. He's surprised by how tight that makes his chest.

Olivine takes his hand, worry in his face. Basch wanted to hold him again, pull him in fiercely and kiss him, but...now that seems too forward. He stays awkwardly still, once again naked in front of Olivine's clothed body, and just shakes his head. ]

I'm fine. It's completely finished. It shouldn't bother me at all for a few weeks.

[ He licks his lips, suddenly dry, not sure how to reach out. ]

You're alright?