@ Pat:
That's a strand of hair. But hey, drool works too.

@ Alej:
LOL, well, either he strips her wet clothes off or she develops hypothermia and dies.

Unlucky in that he has her in that situation, with a valid survival excuse, and yet he can't enjoy it even a little because he has a concussion that would render a normal man unconscious. He's been sweating and shaking in this entire chapter not just because he's anxious/ scared, but also because he's in serious pain. Because of slow updates, readers may forget that.

Thankfully this chapter is finally over. On 1 hand, I try hard not to fall prey to lemon fanfic traps. OTOH, I'm scripting/drawing along… and I find the insertion of subtext irresistible. Why give him a knife to cut thru the pants at that spot, if without a knife he has to struggle with her pants? Why give the arm just regular medical tools, if I can force Nuada to treat her with tentacles with a natural instinct to, yknow.

@ JNP:
Just so you know, I've modified the script now, to explain the pants in the next chapter. The modification actually helped story flow, and inserted additional humor and characterization.

I always think that this script is already finished, but it's actually always changing. It wouldn't be the same story without many of the inspirations derived from seemingly innocuous reader comments. Gotta love reader comments.

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