[Gideon feels a fluttering sort of warmth in his chest. Affection, he realizes. Very few people have cared quite so much about his well being. Only Nico and Parisa, really, and Nico is gone.]
Yes, I can do that.
[His long sleeps are usually more deliberate than when he simply drifts off while reading in the library, so it should be possible to alert Aemond if he does it. Unless the house is messing with him, of course, but even then he could at least get a message to Parisa to let Aemond know.
With some reluctance he pulls back just enough to look Aemond in the eyes when he says this next thing. He wants to be clear in his reassurance, perhaps because he thinks it's something Aemond hasn't received very often in his life.]
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Yes, I can do that.
[His long sleeps are usually more deliberate than when he simply drifts off while reading in the library, so it should be possible to alert Aemond if he does it. Unless the house is messing with him, of course, but even then he could at least get a message to Parisa to let Aemond know.
With some reluctance he pulls back just enough to look Aemond in the eyes when he says this next thing. He wants to be clear in his reassurance, perhaps because he thinks it's something Aemond hasn't received very often in his life.]
You didn't hurt me. You didn't do anything wrong.