[ He doesn't notice the hand — registers its placement and not its purpose — but he notices something else, and frowns in silence for a moment, considering. ]
You're like to turn too far in the night. Here—
[ Shifting, he lays the back of his hand against Francel's stomach in a wordless request. Awkwardness aside, half on top of him may be the safest way for Francel to sleep, after all, with Aymeric's forearm precluding any unconscious attempt to roll onto his back.
His skin is icy enough for some concern, besides. ]
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You're like to turn too far in the night. Here—
[ Shifting, he lays the back of his hand against Francel's stomach in a wordless request. Awkwardness aside, half on top of him may be the safest way for Francel to sleep, after all, with Aymeric's forearm precluding any unconscious attempt to roll onto his back.
His skin is icy enough for some concern, besides. ]