CLOSED: When you smile, you knock me out, I fall apart

[mythalenaste]

WHO: Pel, Anders, Cyril, and Merrick
WHAT: Really frigging long labor and fairly short confinement.
WHEN: Forward-dated to Bloomingtide 18-24
WHERE: The Gallows
NOTES: CW for giving birth. TW for blood. Both will be marked on the relevant threads.

You will come of age with our young nation
We’ll bleed and fight for you, we’ll make it right for you
If we lay a strong enough foundation
We’ll pass it on to you, we’ll give the world to you
And you’ll blow us all away

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[justice_is_blond]

There's no signs of greater injury, nothing that says the jostling has caused her problems. Anders casts one more time to make sure before nodding to himself and slowly getting up.

"All right," he says a little breathily. "All right. Stay with her, please. If something goes wrong before..." Trailing off, Anders glances at the window. It's still dark, but probably not for much longer, and he's tired. "Before the noon meal, get Samouel. Don't hesitate. After that, contact me and I'll be right back here."

And with that he's shakily making his way out of the room, thoughts entirely on how good it's going to feel to be curled up with Nate for the few seconds he'll be conscious.