Without a word, Steve just turned around to pour her a glass of water. That, at least, he had in the house. Beyond what he needed to make her pancakes he hadn’t thought to have anything brought by and as someone who didn’t cook with any regularity at all what he‘d had was scarce. But water he could provide.
Just like he’d provide support for as long as she needed it.
“I’d really be more worried about the quality than fire risk,” he noted, amusement still in his eyes and in his smile. “And since you’re not going anywhere until you can do it under your own power, next time’s a lot sooner than you think.”
He knew the theoretical next time was one where she chose to be there, where she wasn’t in his bed because she couldn’t move, but he didn’t want to put that weight on staying over. Especially not while she was convalescing. He wouldn’t add any expectation to his hopes.
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Date: 2023-01-20 04:31 am (UTC)Just like he’d provide support for as long as she needed it.
“I’d really be more worried about the quality than fire risk,” he noted, amusement still in his eyes and in his smile. “And since you’re not going anywhere until you can do it under your own power, next time’s a lot sooner than you think.”
He knew the theoretical next time was one where she chose to be there, where she wasn’t in his bed because she couldn’t move, but he didn’t want to put that weight on staying over. Especially not while she was convalescing. He wouldn’t add any expectation to his hopes.