Redhawk Caldera I'll just mix 'em in my drink

Maia seemed to be tired more than anything else right now, so Eljay didn't press her too much about what happened. They could talk about it later. As she consented to him coming closer, Eljay gently checked out her wounds. They seemed calm for now, and he felt that some sleep would do Maia better than him excessively cleaning her wounds again. It seemed that he had gotten most of the work done when he'd initially found her at the Caldera's slopes. Looking good, he commented with a smile. When he realised that she might think he might mean her rather than the wounds (why would she think that though? he was literally just checking out the wounds? but then again, what if she didn't realise that? and it was true, so why did it matter?) Eljay felt his cheeks flush, but he decided to ignore the awkward feeling.

He shuffled closer to Maia, gently pressing himself up against her on her free side so that he would either be spooning her or be spooned by her (depending on how she was laying compared to the wall; if she wasn't at a wall, he would choose to be the big spoon). Eljay felt kind of awkward as he shuffled closer, but he was also relieved by the comforting feeling of her closeness. He realised only then he'd never actually been this close to Maia physically. They'd slept side by side when travelling, sure, but not like.. this. It felt pretty good. He smiled softly to himself as he settled in beside her and leaned his head against hers gently. He wouldn't be able to sleep for a while, what with all the turmoil happening in his gut, but he still couldn't feel happier.

maybe we can wrap it up & we can have another one set for the next day?