[ Merrick doesn't like the way Metaari's voice sounds, and he frowns, his throat clenching tight. He continues the touch, though, gently moving the cloth over Metaari's face then up around his horns.
He pauses only to wet the cloth again, trying to keep it cool. Anything to help soothe the fever that's making Metaari's skin so hot beneath his fingers. ]
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[ Merrick doesn't like the way Metaari's voice sounds, and he frowns, his throat clenching tight. He continues the touch, though, gently moving the cloth over Metaari's face then up around his horns.
He pauses only to wet the cloth again, trying to keep it cool. Anything to help soothe the fever that's making Metaari's skin so hot beneath his fingers. ]