The pain was so intense that Hermes couldn't say anything. Tears just threatened to fall from his eyes as he whimpered like a kicked puppy.
"Oh, darling… I apologize." Eirwyn still sounded chipper, as if he didn't know the gravity of the situation. "I got carried away. Here, let me fix that for you…"
He touched Hermes' collarbone that was turning dark blue from internal bleeding and used Rewind. The golden clock turned backwards once again and his bones were mended.
Eirwyn pressed a tiny kiss on his newly healed clavicle. "All better, darling?"
"Y-Yes…"
Hermes does not really know what to feel. On one hand, getting tended by Eirwyn always felt nice. But at the same time…
Having him be the cause of the pain in the first place made him feel a strange twist in his stomach.
Like… a fight or flight response.
But fighting or fleeing wasn't the only response one can have when it comes to danger.
There was also freezing and…
Fawning.
