"Good." This time, their tone is softer, the warning mostly, if not entirely, absent. Their fingers start moving, gently carding through Max's hair, careful to not upset the way in which it is laid, trying to settle him down again. "I wouldn't want you to get harmed by your own doing, after all. It would be such a terrible shame if your recklessness has any form of dire consequences for you and others ...you are, I fear, a bit prone to overdoing it for what you believe to be the best of others. But don't you think that if they hurt you by accident, in any context," because this, in a way, attaches to their earlier conversations about boundaries that Max has issues with setting himself, "that might hurt them in turn?
So me keeping a close eye on you not running too low on blood should be for the best of everyone."
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Date: 2020-12-17 10:45 am (UTC)So me keeping a close eye on you not running too low on blood should be for the best of everyone."