[IC] Playing Vet to a Sick Crow, pt 2
[And many hours after their meeting, and hours after Zexion finally discovered that a cool cloth draped across Ikki's forehead would keep him from kicking off his blankets and subsequently waking from the cold, morning comes to the labs.
It's a quiet morning, the sounds of camp's early cries no more than the faintest of whispers through the ventilation. Underground, no sunlight marks its arrival. And on the single bed, there are two bodies -- one half-naked crow, tangled in the sheets, and one small Nobody, curled beside him with the hood of his coat doing less a job of hiding his face than normal, one hand under his cheek and the other, outstretched, barely an inch away from the crumpled cloth by Ikki's head.]
It's a quiet morning, the sounds of camp's early cries no more than the faintest of whispers through the ventilation. Underground, no sunlight marks its arrival. And on the single bed, there are two bodies -- one half-naked crow, tangled in the sheets, and one small Nobody, curled beside him with the hood of his coat doing less a job of hiding his face than normal, one hand under his cheek and the other, outstretched, barely an inch away from the crumpled cloth by Ikki's head.]