No; rest. [ it's soft spoken, an insisting directive as she slides from him, as she leaves his arms for the crackling warmth. ] Stay warm. [ that is what's imperative. what he wants, looking at her. what she needs, and what he feels compelled to give her. his attention turns to the gaping hole in the floor, and then to her form as she settles, safe and huddled by the fire.
it was worth it. (for so many reasons.) tearing up the floor, no matter what issues it incurred: including the gauged state of his hands; a gruesome inconvenience if anything. klaus flexes his fingers with a terrible wince, tests their usefulness before he moves to his feet. (it's here his healing abilities would go a long way and the absence grates on him. in the place, a lack of proper care might prove dangerous.)
he grits his teeth as he moves the planks back to their proper place as best her can, covers it up to the best of his ability. the leftovers he arranges beside him for the fire. ]
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it was worth it. (for so many reasons.) tearing up the floor, no matter what issues it incurred: including the gauged state of his hands; a gruesome inconvenience if anything. klaus flexes his fingers with a terrible wince, tests their usefulness before he moves to his feet. (it's here his healing abilities would go a long way and the absence grates on him. in the place, a lack of proper care might prove dangerous.)
he grits his teeth as he moves the planks back to their proper place as best her can, covers it up to the best of his ability. the leftovers he arranges beside him for the fire. ]