"Can you imagine what would happen if I told someone 'go ahead, stab me in the kidney, I'll be fine a minute after you take the knife out'?"

...he laughs.

"If we were in an actual bed I would be swatting you with a pillow right about now," she tells him, half-serious.

"Stabbing you in the kidney sounds enjoyable."

"Oh, my, how surprising, surely there is nothing in our acquaintance so far that could have led me to predict this," she giggles.

Snort. Nuzzle.

Snuggle. Nuzzle. "Wanna go again?"

He laughs. "All right."

They can experiment with stabbing her in the kidney!

But does it really count as stabbing when he's doing it with a claw instead of a knife? It's mutually enjoyable either way, mind, so perhaps the distinction isn't too important.

His claws can resemble knives pretty closely if he chooses!

Close enough. It hurts gloriously. Positive vocalizations indicate this.

Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm. She's so lovely.

She is covered in dirt and blood and who knows what else but she sure can make some pretty noises.

Dirt and blood is an attractive look on her.

Is he going to do anything about that besides her kidney because she is very much in favor.

Yes, yes he is.

Turns out last time he was being gentle.

Well gentle is a relative term but holy fuck wow yes.

Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm.

And, eventually, snuggles. He trails his fingers along an exposed rib.

The rib ceases to be exposed not long after; not healing takes concentration and Lacey is kind of not in a fit state to concentrate on things.

It's fascinating to watch.

Once she is mostly healed and mostly coherent she snuggles back.

"I think I like you," he says, with a rib-cracking hug.

She giggles. "I think I like you too."

"Mm." Nuzzle. "Works out nicely, then, doesn't it?"

"Mhm." Thoughtful snuggle.