[It's for the best if Vasha doesn't give Veritas his pelt immediately. Veritas does apologize, but he really wants Vasha to recover as much as he can!
Veritas is more than happy to let Vasha stay with him, though. He does admit at one point that he's definitely a lot more anxious without Vasha around.
Veritas is curled up on the sofa with a book when Vasha finds him, but he looks up when the selkie approaches.]
[... It's been four months, and Vasha's in significantly better shape than he was when Veritas found him. Veritas does feel... a bit better about taking it now. He sets his book aside and reaches out for the pelt.
He carefully takes it, holding it almost reverently. After a few moments, he reaches out for Vasha, too.]
I'll take good care of it. I'll take good care of you, Vasha, I promise.
[He hugs Vasha tightly, then pulls back a bit. He opens his mouth to say something else, pauses, thinks for a moment, then leans forward to press a quick kiss to Vasha's lips.]
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Veritas is more than happy to let Vasha stay with him, though. He does admit at one point that he's definitely a lot more anxious without Vasha around.
Veritas is curled up on the sofa with a book when Vasha finds him, but he looks up when the selkie approaches.]
Vasha?
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I want you to have it, Veritas.
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He carefully takes it, holding it almost reverently. After a few moments, he reaches out for Vasha, too.]
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I trust you with it, Veritas. I trust you with me.
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[He hugs Vasha tightly, then pulls back a bit. He opens his mouth to say something else, pauses, thinks for a moment, then leans forward to press a quick kiss to Vasha's lips.]
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Vasha smiles and leans in for another kiss.]
You already do.
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I still wanted to put it into words... especially since you gave me your pelt and all.
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[Nope, another kiss.]
And you'll give it back to me when I need it, right? Obviously you will, but...
[He needs to hear it.]
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[Another kiss.]
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[He can't stop with the kisses. Sue him.]
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He combs his fingers through Vasha's hair, playing with it a little as he so often does.]
... I love you, Vasha.
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I love you, too. So much.