Jade Fern Grove Turn off the lights and turn off the shyness

A shiver runs down his spine at Midar's words, and he sighs quietly, eyes still closed. He goes silent, finding he has no request; there is nothing he would ask for that his lover has not already given him. He only wants the man's presence, his affection — and maybe he likes hearing what few sweet words Midar gives him, too. He allows silence to settle between them for a time, though the medic in him stirs before long; How are you feeling? He murmurs, tone gentle now.