MORGAN
The red on Neron's lips still looked slightly unsettling to Morgan, even with her acceptance of the Ascended's needs. She averted her eyes until he had cleaned it, though she couldn't help but look back as he began to speak, instead trying to fix her gaze on his (she had never been afraid of eye contact). "It's alright. I...would have worried if I had not come to see you myself." And truthfully, she would still worry after she left.To try and avoid that as much as possible, she had to make sure Neron was as well looked after as she could manage. Once her wrist was bandaged and secured, the blood staining the cream fabric into a dark maroon, she stood and gestured for him to get up, offered a hand to help if he needed it. "Do you have...is there anywhere better for you to sleep here, other than where we did in the back room? I would want to leave you comfortable." She asked, looking about in the bar for some kind of rest area.
Fall upon your knees saying
"This is my body and soul here"
"This is my body and soul here"
