whatever the opposite of strong and silent is

The very feeling of her touch through his thick fur, offering a gentle murmur in return. For someone that was so reluctant to let him touch her, she was... attentive. He can't help but enjoy the attention, the comfort, as it washed over him. Melting into Fuji's touch easily. Why is it so easy for her? His tail thumps lightly against his haunches, perhaps close enough to brush against her in turn. "A healer and a healer, how did I get so lucky?" Midas's voice is tender, perhaps dreamy in the moment.

Tucked in around her, Midas can't help himself. His cheek set carefully against her body, reveling in the warmth. Still sipping his tea on and off, but fuck, if she wasn't the best medicine of them all. "I'll keep you safe." The words come easily, though Midas is hardly more threatening than she is. With all her crystal spines and teeth and horns, maybe she was more threatening, even. Still, the words are spoken tenderly. He does mean them. That's what matters.