[Once Richard entered the bedroom, there was only a single light on the side table next to the bed, not that Silco needed the light. He was used to navigating in the darkness, especially in his own spaces like the house. However, the darkness was also a place to feel alone, so he had kept the lights on for both Richard and to chase the feel of isolation away.
His eyes tracked the younger man, though he continued to be silent as he watched Richard strip down. He dropped his cheek onto the top of Richard's hand when he felt it settle on his shoulder, reaching out to turn off the only light in the room to cast them in darkness. It was only then that he shifted so that he could lay down on his back, even as he moved his injured leg well away from where he thought Richard might lay.
He reached up with one hand to pull the covers aside while the other moved to grip Richard's wrist to keep a constant sense of where the younger man was as he was joined in the bed.]
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His eyes tracked the younger man, though he continued to be silent as he watched Richard strip down. He dropped his cheek onto the top of Richard's hand when he felt it settle on his shoulder, reaching out to turn off the only light in the room to cast them in darkness. It was only then that he shifted so that he could lay down on his back, even as he moved his injured leg well away from where he thought Richard might lay.
He reached up with one hand to pull the covers aside while the other moved to grip Richard's wrist to keep a constant sense of where the younger man was as he was joined in the bed.]