Thorfinn wasn't Krissy, Thorfinn hated to be touched. A few got away with it, more he tolerated it just to save himself trouble down the line but he glared so often just from the simplest touches. Jo... Freya, Merlin, Rory, Alric, they were the ones he didn't want to punch at just the lightest touch. They were people he cared about. Others he just stayed quiet or got awkward when touched. Here though now, feverish lost half in a dream half in reality where that curl of her hair, the build of her body and way she walked was to much like the sister in his dreams.
He moved over, those tired brown eyes watching her. "I keep having bad dreams. It's been getting colder, I heard father saying he thinks the sheep wont make it the winter if we don't find a way to patch the barn." He rambled lightly. "I know you or Ari will fix it. Your both smart... when I'm bigger you wont have to work so much. I promise." He spoke half a smile ghosting his face. He started to close his eyes. "I'm sorry I'm such a jerk..."
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Date: 2016-12-04 12:13 am (UTC)He moved over, those tired brown eyes watching her. "I keep having bad dreams. It's been getting colder, I heard father saying he thinks the sheep wont make it the winter if we don't find a way to patch the barn." He rambled lightly. "I know you or Ari will fix it. Your both smart... when I'm bigger you wont have to work so much. I promise." He spoke half a smile ghosting his face. He started to close his eyes. "I'm sorry I'm such a jerk..."