"I don't know," Marco admits with a small burst of laughter, distracted, feeling Kai's soothed feelings, his emotions so close to the surface, everything that bleeds through the touch that he can't seem to terminate even if it isn't strictly speaking necessary anymore.

"You're distracting," he admits with a small smile that plays on his lips. He rolls his lip between his teeth and then pockets the pearls between his fingers, reaching down for the hem of his own shirt. "Let me get this..." he murmurs, reaching up to wipe away the blood from Kai's side that is completely whole again.

"How do you feel?" he asks quietly while he works, voice gone from sharp to warm and quiet.