{Thranduil doesn't hover; Xingchen will wake in his own time and the kitten is doing a fine job of keeping him company. So the Elven-King makes himself comfortable with a book in the next room, reading until he hears the Man stirring. He rises from his seat to get Xingchen's attention, setting the book down as he does so.}
Feeling better? {A small smile plays on his lips as he watches the kitten purr and rub her head against Xingchen's chest.}
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Feeling better? {A small smile plays on his lips as he watches the kitten purr and rub her head against Xingchen's chest.}
I didn't mean to disturb you.