Blake wanted to hear everything that Godric had to say. It was one of those times being a telepath would greatly improve their communication, however Blake unfortunately did not hold those abilities and the vampire was once again making the decisions for him. The demon refused to let him go, even as Godric assured him all was fine.
"Don't be stupid," he spluttered, the emotion getting the better of him as always. There was something incredibly tender in the way he continued. "You're Ric.... I will forever worry about you."
It was only then that he allowed himself to peel away, sniffling back any tears which threatened to show themselves as he looked over his... well, his Godric. The vampire looked like death but then that was to be expected for several reasons. Blake stroked away the hairs from the other man's forehead, gently running a thumb down his cheek. "I came straight from the plane. Just in case you'd not..." Just in case he'd died. That was a terrible thought.