[she lets herself in, kicking her shoes off at the door and following the sound of Kieren's voice to the kitchen. She intends to just stride over and feel for herself, but she freezes in the doorway.
she's so used to the grey tint to Kieren's skin that she's not sure what to do when she sees him now. he looks pale; paler than her, she thinks, but he doesn't look dead. he looks peaky at best. ]
Hiya.
[her voice is small. it's a slow stride towards him, and she hesitates reaching to press her palm against his skin. still cold, but not freezing. she exhales, shaky. ]
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she's so used to the grey tint to Kieren's skin that she's not sure what to do when she sees him now. he looks pale; paler than her, she thinks, but he doesn't look dead. he looks peaky at best. ]
Hiya.
[her voice is small. it's a slow stride towards him, and she hesitates reaching to press her palm against his skin. still cold, but not freezing. she exhales, shaky. ]
Let us have a feel then.