[ Morgana laughs through his nose, a little subdued. It's hard not to notice the way Akira is rubbing his wrists, though, and he immediately feels a little bit guilty for trying to be funny and especially for wanting him to keep petting him. His blue eyes drift to the boy's hands, and his ears droop a little bit. ]
... Do they still hurt a lot? I can bring you some ice.
[ it may be a bit of a feat for a cat, but he'd manage it for Akira. ]
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... Do they still hurt a lot? I can bring you some ice.
[ it may be a bit of a feat for a cat, but he'd manage it for Akira. ]