Sitting on her temporary bed, Khaden showed interest that she said that her arm felt better. He knew that she was probably exaggerating, but taking a very intent sidelong glance at her bandaged arm and how it hung, he knew it was healing nicely. And it should, the Aatte boy and Naniko had been working off and on that arm for ages it seemed, but in all honesty, he liked it that way. He liked knowing that Ember was just across the hallway from him, he liked feeling as if he was some integral part of her healing process. He knew that was a selfish part of him talking, but to have her so intimately close in Twilight Vale's Manor was something of a guilty pleasure to him.
He shifted over just slightly so Ember could have a bit more room on the bed. It seemed like the bed itself was indented where Khaden had his spot and Ember had hers. Even at the edge, where he had sat and watched listlessly as Ember stayed bedridden during those days. He felt as if he had spent a lifetime in this exact room, but at the same time, it only felt as if it was merely yesterday since he had first met the wonderful wolfess. Her words brought a sense of pride, knowing that she was learning, that she was getting better enough to do her own bandages, getting back to her own life. He beamed upon her as she snacked on a piece of rabbit, picking up the bandages and nodding at her to begin to undo the current ones.
Doing so, a leaf of pitch mane brushed against his chest, and he lifted digits to push it away impatiently, touching over a hard, warmed material that rested against his neck. Eyes widening he remembered it now, he had finished it the night that he had found her. Dropping the bandages in a hurry, he grasped the clasp of the crystal necklace, and taken it off of his body and lifted it high into the air, so that each facet could catch the grey light. "I..." He said softly, watching at each crystal turned slightly, providing the room with little rainbows as it went. "I made this for you, a while ago."
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