[ At least Fabian does seem to listen to the other. When Gorgug asks for some space, Fabian starts backing up - though he looks weirdly reluctant about it for some reason. A reason he doesn't seem to be offering up with words. Instead he's just moving back until he's sitting on the ground, rather than leaning all over the other.
He groans, like he's only now fully realizing just how sore he's feeling, fingers moving to feel along the spot where Gorgug bit him, still feeling the indentations of the other's tusks in his skin.
(God, it's like he can almost imagine Gorgug over him again-- he quickly pulls his fingers away from it, not minding the bit of blood that sticks to his fingertips.)
To try and not focus too hard on that, he instead just looks over in Gorgug's direction to see if the other has managed to heal himself already. I-It's fine, he can just focus on making sure his friend is alright - maybe he should call a healer if Gorgug can't manage it by himself? - and not think about anything else.
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He groans, like he's only now fully realizing just how sore he's feeling, fingers moving to feel along the spot where Gorgug bit him, still feeling the indentations of the other's tusks in his skin.
(God, it's like he can almost imagine Gorgug over him again-- he quickly pulls his fingers away from it, not minding the bit of blood that sticks to his fingertips.)
To try and not focus too hard on that, he instead just looks over in Gorgug's direction to see if the other has managed to heal himself already. I-It's fine, he can just focus on making sure his friend is alright - maybe he should call a healer if Gorgug can't manage it by himself? - and not think about anything else.
Because there's nothing to think about.
Obviously. ]