Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20151220235326/@comment-5543592-20151229023053

"Hawke?" Scire asked, suddenly frantic, feeling his finger brush something warm and wet, and then another droplet.

"I- I'm sorry.  Did I hurt you?  I didn't mean..." He breathed uneasily. "Tell me what's wrong?" He begged.