. she laughs softly, one hand rising and tickling softly under his chin. eyes crinkle softly as she grins up at him, though not dropping eye contact. raising her injured hand cautiously, she holds it up only briefly before resting it on the bed again.
. well aren't you incredibly sweet! i'll be out soon enough, the wrist shouldn't take too long to heal. just a sprain, really. my head'll be back to normal in no time. and i haven't gone insane from it or anything.
