"When you start being able to sleep, you'll probably actually start needing to sleep. Harder to spend the night helping people when you have to spend time taking a nap. Could nap during the day, but I doubt you'd care for that."
Krem scooted forward to the edge of the bed, glancing back over his shoulder at Cole, then at himself. He knew Cole didn't think of him as anything except a man, with that peculiar ability to see inside a person to the core of what they were, but it was a matter of personal comfort, some illogical thing that made it hard to look past the physical. He made a silent request for Cole to avert his eyes before reaching for his compression vest to pull the first part on over his head. It was a struggle that he'd long since mastered after designing the garment for himself. He had to stand to finish fastening the leather outer layer, and without his shirt, the scars on his body were made visible, just as much as the hard muscle moving subtly under skin.
When the belts were pulled taut and buckled securely, he pulled on his tunic again and turned back to Cole. "D'you know what you'll be having to do today? Going out with the Inquisitor or anything I mean. Because I wondered if you'd care to join me in training." Cole had insisted that he wasn't fragile, after all, and he knew it would be enough of a challenge to really be worth the time and effort, on his part.
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Krem scooted forward to the edge of the bed, glancing back over his shoulder at Cole, then at himself. He knew Cole didn't think of him as anything except a man, with that peculiar ability to see inside a person to the core of what they were, but it was a matter of personal comfort, some illogical thing that made it hard to look past the physical. He made a silent request for Cole to avert his eyes before reaching for his compression vest to pull the first part on over his head. It was a struggle that he'd long since mastered after designing the garment for himself. He had to stand to finish fastening the leather outer layer, and without his shirt, the scars on his body were made visible, just as much as the hard muscle moving subtly under skin.
When the belts were pulled taut and buckled securely, he pulled on his tunic again and turned back to Cole. "D'you know what you'll be having to do today? Going out with the Inquisitor or anything I mean. Because I wondered if you'd care to join me in training." Cole had insisted that he wasn't fragile, after all, and he knew it would be enough of a challenge to really be worth the time and effort, on his part.