“I am not mad at you Ivory. I am upset that this happened. But I also know that you aren’t going to die. I will find a way to cure you, or at least preserve you until I find a cure.” He said guiding my chin back and making me look at him.
I nodded at the silent question he was asking me, and he nodded back before moving in and then wrapping his arms around me and hugging me tight. He pulled me up and into a standing position before setting me on the table and then taking my seat. I rubbed his head as he laid his face on my lap.
I hummed and rubbed over his hair and he started to growl against me. Every breath he blew out it was a subtle gruff. I felt one hand cramping up and set it to the side while changing my other hand from going through his hair to his back with only one hand.
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