And what a fine job of bed rest you're doing. [ Laurent chides again, settling back onto his feet with his arm still around the other's neck. His hand slid from the nape, towards the other's face instead. Softly stroking his fingertips along the line of the other's jaw, as if marvelling that the other really was there at all. ]

And if I make you regret it? [ He murmured, but was smiling, even as he said it. It faded though, his eyes closing as he shuddered out a soft, slow breath. ]

I didn't think you would be here. [ He admitted softly, quietly. ] When they told me that the portal is drawn to pulling people who feel displaced- [ He swallowed, shaking his head softly. ] For that alone, I thought it would never take you. You've always been so sure of your place...