Permafrost Hollows We All Float Down Here

The boy didn't stop licking Korei, cleaning the dirt first from her face, then her neck. His actions grew less frantic, even as his concern increased with her cries and whimpers. When he was satisfied with the job he had done of cleaning her, he tried to comfort her by nuzzling into her gently.
Alarian would have said something. He always had too much to say, it seemed, but... not now. He was in shock, perhaps. None of what had happened had processed fully yet, and all he could think about was that the girl he loved was in distress. So he stuck to quiet gestures for now, allowing himself a moment to catch up mentally with the situation. Part of him dreaded that, though-- surely he would panic too, then.