[ He takes her hand when it's offered, and keeps hold of it with a soft hum of I won't freeze on you. Linking their fingers, he leads her out to the living room, gesturing for her to sit so he can grab some stuff.
Blanket, an extra shirt that he finds buried at the bottom of his pack, a pillow, and of course, the little owl plush. He's surprised it's lasted this long.
Royce settles on the couch with a wince, still sore, still slowly recovering, but he absolutely stays open for her to curl up with him, if she wants. And if she does, he hands her the owl, smiling. ]
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Blanket, an extra shirt that he finds buried at the bottom of his pack, a pillow, and of course, the little owl plush. He's surprised it's lasted this long.
Royce settles on the couch with a wince, still sore, still slowly recovering, but he absolutely stays open for her to curl up with him, if she wants. And if she does, he hands her the owl, smiling. ]