Re: Locked: Liam/Dietre
[Dietre was sitting on his bed in the plain, sparse room that had been his home for the past four months, but as Liam falls he hastily gets to his feet and moves to him.] Liam!? [He speaks in a tense whisper, his eyes full of concern.] If it's too hard-- If it hurts... stop. [His hand reaches out, but hesitates, unsure if it can actually make contact.]