Lion Head Mesa acquiescent

germanicus allowed sayf to touch him.

his reaction was muted but readable. a prickle of skin beneath fur. a ripple of muscle.

he had not been touched in a long while. the imperator breathed.

he drew away apologetically.

"i would not forgive myself."

a nod to sayf. the roman turned and took himself away with quick, precise steps. and all the while he burned where the fellahin had touched him. 

akashingo was changing the man.