Fawn saw the flush on her brother's cheeks and blinked in confusion. What was embarrassing? The fact that he had juices along his chin or that someone should lick them. She was almost tempted to do it herself just to watch him flush more. She loved seeing him blush sometimes.
But then he spoke and his voice cracked and he just seemed so nervous. She felt bad doing to him, so she simply took one of the napkins and leaned over to dab away the sticky juices. "Yeah... I'm not looking forward to it as much as I usually do. It's so peaceful here together. I've never slept so well before."