[Alex grunts softly in response, not particularly feeling up to arguing the fact too much. He watches her bustle around the room and when it begins to give him a headache (oh boy!), he simply closes his eyes and follows her with his ears.
Then there are blankets over him; blessedly warm blankets. He sighs softly, grateful of their presence more than she can possibly understand just now. Then she's hovering over him, her scent tickling across his nose just before her fingers gingerly move to his head. He grimaces slightly, but does not flinch away; flinching away only made things worse in the run of things.
There is a pretty nice gash beneath her fingers, at the center of the matted hair. The receipt of that wound, coupled with the jug to the head, had been the cause of his (minor) concussion. It's not bleeding any longer, but there is dried and caked blood and hair around the wound.
Around the head area there is also a nice cut above his swollen right eye (which is blackened for your pleasure), some bruising around his throat, and a broken nose.]
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Then there are blankets over him; blessedly warm blankets. He sighs softly, grateful of their presence more than she can possibly understand just now. Then she's hovering over him, her scent tickling across his nose just before her fingers gingerly move to his head. He grimaces slightly, but does not flinch away; flinching away only made things worse in the run of things.
There is a pretty nice gash beneath her fingers, at the center of the matted hair. The receipt of that wound, coupled with the jug to the head, had been the cause of his (minor) concussion. It's not bleeding any longer, but there is dried and caked blood and hair around the wound.
Around the head area there is also a nice cut above his swollen right eye (which is blackened for your pleasure), some bruising around his throat, and a broken nose.]