"Here, my love -- " Herbert tugs his handkerchief out of his pocket and dabs at Solin's lips before pressing the cloth into his hand. It pains him so, to see Solin like this. So weak, so pale. And his cough sounds like it's getting worse by the minute.
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Date: 2022-01-18 05:40 am (UTC)"Anything I can do for you, I will."