[she murmurs that, too preoccupied with making sure he doesn't fall the fuck over to properly react. Hoping he won't mind the personal space intrusion, she scoops her arm around his side, under his arms, and lifts him bodily enough to guide him back into the room and towards the couch. He's heartbreakingly light, and she lifts him with no trouble; she can feel his protruding ribs under his cold skin, and she's careful to hold him firmly but gently, not wanting to hurt him.]
Here we are. Sit.
[she settles him down on the couch, not letting go until she feels it take his slight weight. She doesn't want to leave his side, but she darts away briefly to pull the door closed and latch it.]
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[she murmurs that, too preoccupied with making sure he doesn't fall the fuck over to properly react. Hoping he won't mind the personal space intrusion, she scoops her arm around his side, under his arms, and lifts him bodily enough to guide him back into the room and towards the couch. He's heartbreakingly light, and she lifts him with no trouble; she can feel his protruding ribs under his cold skin, and she's careful to hold him firmly but gently, not wanting to hurt him.]
Here we are. Sit.
[she settles him down on the couch, not letting go until she feels it take his slight weight. She doesn't want to leave his side, but she darts away briefly to pull the door closed and latch it.]