[ it is difficult for Ros to protect Kai against things that neither of them understand at all. that neither of them know about. water seems so easy to deal with in comparison to the void that is the darkness. there is so much hidden in it, and Ros-- well Ros doesn't know. the question makes him pause though, even as he leans a little more into the touch.

what do the shadows do for him.]

The shadows are home for me. Comfort, concealment. Movement too. I don't know? Shadows are constant.

[ it is becoming more difficult to think really, especially when Kai stayed so close, kept touching him and being there and-- reassuring him. Ros isn't used to that, not like this. not with an easy acceptance. but maybe it is only because Kai doesn't know what Ros can be like, he has never seen Ros with fangs and claws and blood red eyes. he hopes that nothing changes but he isn't so niave to think it won't.

the hound curls in, finds himself dragging his nose along the line of Kai's jaw, neck, not thinking of how his lips follow after easily. ] I will be honest with you always. Promise.

[ and he means that, completely.]

I'm not-- I don't think amazing is the right word for it but I will try for you.

[ a pause while he wraps righter, the contact soothing something in him.] What do you feel? I mean, do you... is it like this?