Enyo was careful as he moved Markus. He took the glass and set it aside. He pressed a hand down on his chest making him lie down. “Rest.” He said simply. He found a fleece blanket and folded it at the bottom of his bed. He didn’t know where her he was too hot or cold. “I won’t leave. I promise.”
Markus hummed lightly and nodded. He was glad Enyo would be staying, and not leaving him alone. Even if he slept, he was afraid to be left alone, wake up and be trapped somewhere again.
He fell asleep after a while, holding onto Enyo’s hand. He didn’t let go even as he slept, though his grip had loosened lightly.
emptynarration 