[SE] Ignore all the burdens that you keep

Tryin' to wash away all the blood I've spilt
This lust is a burden that we both share

Liam reached up to touch the crease between her brows, hoping to smooth it away before his hand dropped to her cheek. ”You aren’t silly,” he said, quietly reassuring. ”You’re allowed to be shy.” And nervous, if it came down to it; gods knew that he was, more often than not. Offering an encouraging smile, Liam dropped his hand. ”I’ll work on laying out the bedrolls and such. You go first; I won’t look.”

He might have seen her in less clothing than she currently wore in the past, but even those mental images weren’t quite enough as he set to work on their makeshift camp, careful to keep his back to the pool as he worked. Knowing that she was likely naked behind him made him hyperaware of every splash and movement, and it was an effort not to glance over his shoulder - not because he had any desire to go back on his word, but simply to check on her and make sure all was well.

But he refrained, working instead on laying out bedrolls neatly, one right next to the other. Then he busied himself with checking their rations - smoked meats and cheese and fruit. Satisfied with that, he finally took a seat on the floor of the cave, facing away from the pool, and tried to relax.

Two sinners can't atone from a lone prayer
Souls tied, intertwined by our pride and guilt

Liam