[his bangs are a little damp from the fever sweat, but otherwise. . . he doesn't at all pull away from her touch. despite her own illness, her hand is cool against his forehead, and his eyes slip shut as he lets out a deep breath]
Of course not.
[and that's said with a huffed laugh, raspy and rattling in Akira's lungs]
no subject
Of course not.
[and that's said with a huffed laugh, raspy and rattling in Akira's lungs]
I don't see why it would.