With his chest still heaving and his own heartbeat thumping in his ears, Cass just lays there silently for few long moments, enjoying the weight of Eccarius on his stomach, his fingers finally untangling from his hair to instead stroke a thumb across his cheek appreciatively.

Cass can never stay quiet for long though, and while he gives himself time to recover, he can't help idly comment, "S'gonna been days 'fore I can use my little fella properly again."

Thanks, Eccarius. :|!