[he lets him pull away when he does. with his head bowed like that, Robin picks up the wet cloth again, leaning in to wipe at Coil's face a little. it'll feel better.]
Hey, it's fine. [...probably doesn't help, but he wants to say something. he ends up pressing his lips to the other's temple in a very short kiss--something second-nature and nearly subconscious for him--before he mumbles something about fixing the cloth and stands up to go run it through cold water again.]
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Hey, it's fine. [...probably doesn't help, but he wants to say something. he ends up pressing his lips to the other's temple in a very short kiss--something second-nature and nearly subconscious for him--before he mumbles something about fixing the cloth and stands up to go run it through cold water again.]