Softly, "Yeah, you're not screamin'. You're just talkin' normal now." Aside from the content of what he's saying.
Firo reaches over to lay his hand over Roland's. He could be relieved that his face isn't being touched anymore, but he's not; he doesn't like seeing Roland so scared and needy, and that trumps any physical discomfort or confusion by far.
"Uh... Well, no, not really. I mean, you said you were free and that you were grateful, and you seemed happy, but..." Happy. That's what really matters, doesn't it? Weird as the whole thing was, Firo trusts Roland and knows that he wouldn't do something like that for a bad reason. So just let it go.
"That's not important. We--we can just forget about it." Roland needs him now, he's pretty sure; Roland needs him to focus on what's important. To make sure he's okay.
If only Firo knew how to handle it. He huffs out a breath, frustrated at his inexperience and the slowness of his mind. "How do you... how do you feel?"
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Firo reaches over to lay his hand over Roland's. He could be relieved that his face isn't being touched anymore, but he's not; he doesn't like seeing Roland so scared and needy, and that trumps any physical discomfort or confusion by far.
"Uh... Well, no, not really. I mean, you said you were free and that you were grateful, and you seemed happy, but..." Happy. That's what really matters, doesn't it? Weird as the whole thing was, Firo trusts Roland and knows that he wouldn't do something like that for a bad reason. So just let it go.
"That's not important. We--we can just forget about it." Roland needs him now, he's pretty sure; Roland needs him to focus on what's important. To make sure he's okay.
If only Firo knew how to handle it. He huffs out a breath, frustrated at his inexperience and the slowness of his mind. "How do you... how do you feel?"