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Elias raised an eyebrow at the proposition. While he was certainly distracted, he wasn't so blind as to not be able to realize Alexis was closely observing his body. While they weren't technically cousins, it was a still odd; they had no former relations and shared no blood, but she was the daughter of his aunt and uncle, and the sister of his cousin.

Elias allowed Elinora to steady him as he approached the bed, attempting to not put too much weight on the older woman. Her touch aggravated the skin that she touched, causing Elias to give a brief, sharp inhalation that he attempted to mask.

The Grimm less than gracefully deposited himself on the bed, allowing himself to sink deep into the covers and enjoy the soft embrace of the fabrics. The skin on his back and the sides of his arms protested, but he was far too exhausted to care, instead releasing a soft sigh and allowing his tense muscles to relax.

Elinora's form appeared over him, mouthing words and checking him over, however she was muted and distant, as if speaking through a thin flayer of water. Eyelids fluttered and struggled to force themselves open as weights heavier than the world itself pulled them shut. Elias' bare chest rose and fell in a steady rhythm, syncing with his heartbeat. The cloth beneath him seemed to consume him, slowly pulling him deeper and deeper into a rest.

A sharp pain shot through his shoulder as Elinora shook him from his restful state.

[color=ed145b]"Elias, stay with me. You need to make sure your skin doesn't try to the covers..."[/color] She continued on for a moment with dull words and undesired instructions. [color=ed145b]"...Elias! Move, son, or you're going to regret it."[/color]

A soft growl emanated from the man's chest as he forced himself awake to shift positions as she desired, rolling onto his side so that the stings on his back wouldn't become glued to the sheets by the healing salve.

When he opened his eyes, he was face to face with Alexis, mere inches from her eyes. [color=royalblue]"Are you going to make me stay awake, too?"[/color] Elias gave a small chuckle and rolled his eyes, snuggling deeper into the sheets.

Elinora attempted to place the covers over his legs, but he grunted and kicked them off, peering over his shoulder at her. [color=royalblue]"It's too hot for those."[/color]

His speech patterns were drastically different; they lacked their usual poise, replaced by a childish immaturity and drowsy contentedness.

[@Wick]