_{[ He frowned, but nodded, accepting his council. He set him down upon the bed and helped him work off his boots and undo the laces of trousers and shirt. He urged him to lay back, than went to a wash basin to get a cool, wet cloth. Skirts rustled as he moved, coming to sit on the edge of the bed and tab the cloth across his lover's face. ]}

You are sure I should not call a physician?

_{[ His face continued to be creased with worry, taking a moment to lean in and kissing his lips gently before continuing with the dabbing. ]}

Stupid brute...