[Walking a little bit like he's forgotten how, Rory walks over to the bed and to Amy and practically falls onto it, still trying to be careful of Conall. It's a bit hazy, but he does register that he should be reciprocating, Amy's fingers on his daemon, his soul, oh yes... He lowers Conall to place him on his legs (not his lap, though, because, well...) to pet him, along his back as he leans sideways into Amy and puts his arm around her as well.]
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