[ He tries to brush her tears away for her, keeping his gaze on her just as steady. Hopefully she doesn't find the next thing he says insensitive, but it has a purpose... promise. ]
Have you got a spare toothbrush? [ A wince. ] I want to kiss you, but...
[ He's been dead for 3 days............................ he doesn't know if that transfers over but his mouth definitely tastes like ash (probably from the explosion tbh) so he'd rather not risk it. ]
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Have you got a spare toothbrush? [ A wince. ] I want to kiss you, but...
[ He's been dead for 3 days............................ he doesn't know if that transfers over but his mouth definitely tastes like ash (probably from the explosion tbh) so he'd rather not risk it. ]