Khalida sighs and sets the box down again. She kneels by him and brushes his hair out of his face. She frowns as she checks his vitals. “How much did you [i]drink[/i]? I should’ve [i]known[/i] better than to make you work like this.”

Asa overtakes him and breaks the kiss, panting a little.

Sorcha sighs and lets go, shaking her head a little. “You know I can take care of myself, right?” She can’t help but blush a little.