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[formerhighking]

[Eliot is visibly a bit unsteady as he pulls on clothes, but he manages with a little help from Caleb and the nice, sturdy wall.

When he's dressed he balls up the hospital gown and throws it in the nearest dumpster, then gives Caleb a thin smile.]

Let's go, handsome.

[His head tilts a little and he reaches up to brush shaky fingers over Caleb's cheek.] Of course. We live together, for one, and for another I don't really want to be alone either.

[ipswichson]

[ Caleb stays close, hovering, watching Eliot and trying not to just reach out and steady him but staying close enough he could.

The moment he's dressed and ready, he's right there, leaning into him and that touch. He catches his shirt with shaky fingers. ]

I'm just glad. I've just been holding things together but... it scared me.

[ It's a reminder how easily he can lose the people he loves here and it hurts. ]

[formerhighking]

[Eliot blows out a relieved breath when he's dressed like a human again, and lets Caleb half prop him up, but curls an arm around him too, since he sees the shaky fingers, hears it in his voice.]

I'm sorry. But you're here, and I'm here, and we're okay. We can just stumble our way back to the Up and collapse and figure out what happened as much as we can later. Okay? Once we get there, you don't have to hold anything together.

[ipswichson]

[ He pushes in against Eliot thankfully, glad to have him there and close. He rests his head against Eliot's shoulder for a moment before straightening, nodding at that. ]

Sounds good. Just... don't go and die again. Okay? It's a rule.

[ And he kind of means it, though he knows that it's not something that he can truly makes happen. ]

[formerhighking]

[Eliot runs fingers through his hair tiredly and then kisses the top of his hair. He smiles ruefully.]

I promise to do my utmost not to. It's really not on my to-do list. But if I do, you get to decide my punishment.

[Eliot goes quiet then, focusing on just making his way home with Caleb and letting Caleb help him.]

[ipswichson]

[ He's walking carefully, keeping Eliot close as he uses his magic and his strength to keep him upright and keep them moving. Going slow and steady, just needing to do all he can to take care of his dominant. But more than that, his friend. ]

You just want me to punish you. Admit it.

[ Because it sounds like them, their teasing and their jokes. ]

[formerhighking]

[Eliot huffs a laugh, wincing slightly as he does.]

Maybe save it for when I can enjoy it. But then - absolutely, anytime you want, gorgeous.