[ That makes him smile and between Dark Cacao's sleepy autopilot and his own attempts, he finally gets the heavy armor off and off to the side. Then he wraps Dark Cacao up into the blanket, tucking it around him securely until he's a toasty bean.
Then gives in to the urge to lay a little kiss on his forehead. Platonic and friendly (for now).]
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Then gives in to the urge to lay a little kiss on his forehead. Platonic and friendly (for now).]
Sleep, my friend.