[ The god's gaze raised to his companion's, brows lifting slightly at the gentle wash of something tender. His gaze lowered again, hands obediently resting in the other's. ]
Sleep's influence on a friend, [ he answered quietly, turning his hands to grasp the archer's reassuringly before returning them to his side. ] It is healing.
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Sleep's influence on a friend, [ he answered quietly, turning his hands to grasp the archer's reassuringly before returning them to his side. ] It is healing.