Must you be so insistent about worrying over every little scratch I get? Desdemona grumbles looking away blushing. Biting her lower lip she can’t help but feel flattered to be taken care of even if it is by a lower creature. Yo-y-you don’t need to fuss over me. I’m not that important. She leans into you trembling, slightly, enjoying the closeness. I guess it’s OK but don’t get the wrong idea or anything it’s only till I can repay my debt to you, got it? It’s just a debt okay?
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