Frying Pans are for...

Ashmedai was roused slightly when the girl beneath his chin began to move. Ash groaned as Peggy directed him softly. "You're a good pillow, you know? You sure you gotta do all that healing now?" Ash was rather tired and he was sure the healing could wait.

Despite that, he obliged and shifted his weight slowly, rolling onto his good side so that the woman would have access to his shoulder. He did, however, bury his face into Arpeggio's leg near her shoulder. She was warm and Ash had always been a clingy sleeper. Besides, what was the harm in a little healer cuddling?

"Just lemme know when its done, mmkay?"