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Arin couldn't help but laugh as he jolted awake, and he stared down at the male as he rolled over onto his stomach to get away. "Shaking doesn't always work. And kisses, you have to earn those," he replied, and waited patiently as he got up off the bed. There were clothes in the room for Alex, and he assumed there was a pair back in his own room too, but he didn't want to walk across the hall yet. Plus he wasn't sure if he could, which was why he was still sitting on the edge of Alex's bed. He was slightly confused as Alex told hik not to complain if he watched him change, so of course he looked to see what he meant. And when he saw the bruise he let out a small gasp. "Alex" he said angrily through clenched teeth. His side looked awful, badly bruised. The sorcerer frowned, eyes following him as he returned to the bed.
And Alex started reaching out for him, Arin moved out of the way purposefully. Once he was done squirming around he shifted, moving slowly before he basically climbed on top of Alex and pulled the ends of his shirt up to see the bruise again. "Why didn't you say anything about this?" he demanded angrily, and then ran his hand over the bruise for a moment. He didn't heal him, because there was somewhere else they could go to both fix this - which was the healing baths. Arin was looking at him, with a mixture of anger and worry. Then he rolled off Alex and swung his feet over the edge of the bed, standing up slowly. His back hurt a whole lot, and so did his ribs. "I don't want what happened to me to happen to you, you passing out in front of me," he glanced back at Alex, "So let's go, now, Alexander," he was being slightly demanding but he didn't really care. He wasn't going to take no for an answer either.