“Nah… just a headache.”
He easily relaxed with all that petting going on. Petting was such a comforting motion, how could he not? His eyes closed as his expression softened. “I’m fine. You don’t have to worry about me.” A quiet yawn. “But it’s really nice of you to help me like that.”
“Just gotta make sure, okay? I don’t want you to get a concussion.”

“I worry cause you’re my friend, Silver. Helping is what friends do.”
Rebecca got onto her knees and sat down, still petting Silver and keeping the ice against his bump.
