[Richard's words are quickly followed by a breathy sigh, and the chef's eyes darting to a corner of the floor. He suspects the worst anyway, but Richard pointedly not bringing up the nightmares is a luxury he'll take.
Gradually, though, the muscles in his back loosen as the energy does its work. He can still note the hazy pain, but it's distant and dulled, and doesn't seize his entire body up. He offers a slight smile]
[Action, December 20th]
Gradually, though, the muscles in his back loosen as the energy does its work. He can still note the hazy pain, but it's distant and dulled, and doesn't seize his entire body up. He offers a slight smile]
Thanks.