[ as was the nature of aphrodisiacs. until then, Silver would have to endure this torment for a little while longer, and Malleus had a feeling that if left alone to his own devices Silver would endure it for even longer than necessary as some sort of self-imposed punishment.
with Silver at least letting him prop him up like this, it's a simple matter to hoist him up and walk him back towards the house. the music should, hopefully, not be too overwhelming for him, but Malleus intends to make this quick. they get a few strange looks as they enter because of how they're dressed and he immediately makes his way to where he'd last seen the host so that he might ask to use one of their spare rooms.
the conversation is quick, transactional, even. she gives him a few directions and he nods before moving to swiftly take Silver upstairs and to the indicated bedroom so he can rest.
as they ascend the stairs and navigate their way down the hall he turns, breath ruffling Silver's hair as he speaks nearly against his temple. his voice is a low, soothing murmur so as not to disturb the other any more than he already is with all the walking and moving they're doing. ]
Are you all right, Silver? Can you hold out a little while longer?
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[ as was the nature of aphrodisiacs. until then, Silver would have to endure this torment for a little while longer, and Malleus had a feeling that if left alone to his own devices Silver would endure it for even longer than necessary as some sort of self-imposed punishment.
with Silver at least letting him prop him up like this, it's a simple matter to hoist him up and walk him back towards the house. the music should, hopefully, not be too overwhelming for him, but Malleus intends to make this quick. they get a few strange looks as they enter because of how they're dressed and he immediately makes his way to where he'd last seen the host so that he might ask to use one of their spare rooms.
the conversation is quick, transactional, even. she gives him a few directions and he nods before moving to swiftly take Silver upstairs and to the indicated bedroom so he can rest.
as they ascend the stairs and navigate their way down the hall he turns, breath ruffling Silver's hair as he speaks nearly against his temple. his voice is a low, soothing murmur so as not to disturb the other any more than he already is with all the walking and moving they're doing. ]
Are you all right, Silver? Can you hold out a little while longer?