[Grumbling. He's dying. He lifts a hand to touch his neck because it just feels sensitive and all after being kissed. Rudely! Or rather, he's just kind of more aware of it so he has to touch it himself before that awareness and the ghost memory of lips makes him simply die.]
Promise me you'll actually rest a bit when I drop you off?
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[Grumbling. He's dying. He lifts a hand to touch his neck because it just feels sensitive and all after being kissed. Rudely! Or rather, he's just kind of more aware of it so he has to touch it himself before that awareness and the ghost memory of lips makes him simply die.]
Promise me you'll actually rest a bit when I drop you off?