Greg kissed Theo's fingers, and couldn't help but smile at Theo. He moved, with utter care and tenderness, the sleepy Theo, handling him as if he was a delicate porcelain doll. First the oversized shirt came off, and Greg let out a sigh of despair at the thin frame that faced him. Theo was so thin, his skin transparent, more so now, with clear bright bruises scattered across his chest. There were even bruises on his hip bones Greg found as he slid Theo out of the rest of his things. Greg felt tears fill his eyes, and he tried to wipe them away without alarming Theo, "We'll get you fixed up, love. A bit of bruise paste, some good food and we'll get you right as rain," Greg mumbled even as he wiped at his eyes again
When Theo was a naked as he was, Greg helped him lay back, and he slide next to him, ready to wrap his arms around him.