[Ahhh that is so super sweet of you! <3 Not to worry, I've got my folks to hit up for care packages when the going gets really rough. I usually snag a bottle of cough syrup when I'm in the states but last time I brought back an industrial size bottle of advil instead. Oops.]

Then let it.

Aurus's answer was simple, but he knew very well that it would feel anything but simple for Charles to do.

He didn't mean to trivialize or make light of that difficulty, but in the end, Charles would have to decide that he was willing. Aurus could only suggest and encourage. The decision was of course not his to make.

Letting his fingers move softly over Charles' wrist for a moment, Aurus did extend a kind of encouragement through his touch--steady, reassuring; the sort of touch that promised a safe landing to a man toeing a cliff edge.

Whatever happened, he didn't expect that this would be the totally mutual experience he eventually hoped that they might share. For now it was still too soon. That sort of synchronicity didn't happen all at once. Aurus realized that, just as he realized that he couldn't really anticipate what this would feel like if Charles did do it. He was willing to find out though; willing for whatever it might bring.