The Prince and the Assassin (closed o/o)

Felix leaned in towards Eclipse even closer. He laid his head down next to the other, feeling his fur brush barely against his cheek.

Felix, still tense at the other's touch, tried to calm himself so he could help Eclipse.
"It's okay, it's okay," he muttered, just as much to himself as to Eclipse.

Felix has barely willed it. It was almost more like instinct when a soft green glow of magic unfurled from his fingertips and sank down into Eclipse’s fur.
Perhaps it would ease the pain, though.

Felix felt a wave of exhaustion pass over him once again, but that was okay. Eclipse seemed to be doing a bit better.
“You okay?” he whispered.

"Okay, well… I'm here… I'll hold you until it's over," Felix promised.
He still felt little sparks of magic draining from him. He shouldn't be doing this, but here he was. It was so instinctive, though. He wanted so desperately to stop Eclipse's pain. That's all he'd wanted since they first met.

Felix bit his lip.
"Sorry… I wasn't even thinking…" he whispered, lowering his hand until the magic ceased its flow.
Weakness set into the arm he'd been using.
"Eclipse, I'm going to meditate," he sighed, "Let me know if you need anything."
He didn't want to take his eyes off the other, but he knew this would be a better idea because of the restorative properties of him communing with the earth, plus he would put his mind just enough to sleep that he perhaps couldn't worry about Eclipse.

Felix sat upright and cross-legged, folding his hands into his lap and fluttering his eyes closed. He steadied his breathing and muttered a few words in an ancient language. After this, he felt the soft, whirring buzz of magic sitting in his chest, strangely like a second heartbeat. Even from the outside, this was all evident, as a few rays of light shone from under Felix's clothes, near where his heart was.
Although it was a struggle to maintain focus at first, Felix was eventually able to enter his meditative state.

(Skip to morning?)

(Yeah)

A little while after daybreak, Felix opened his eyes, and the buzz of magic stopped. He wasn’t completely better, but definitely better than he had been in days. Even his wounds felt like they had diminished some.
Felix crawled out of the shelter and stepped outside, where the leaves on the ground were wet, and mud sat underneath, causing his feet to sink in slightly where he stood.

Felix took off his binding while Eclipse wasn't around. He did some gentle stretches of his back and chest. They hurt; they felt a little bruised in a few spots. It was probably better if he left it off, but…
He glanced back to the shelter. Why did he care about what Eclipse thought so much?

After a little while- probably an hour or so, though he wasn't keeping track- Felix peeked back into the shelter and saw Eclipse was sleeping. He shrugged and decided he deserved a few more minutes.
Felix went to hitch the horses back up to the cart, which was soaking wet. After this, he returned to the shelter.
"Rise and shine," he muttered, trying not to startle the other.

Felix sighed and stepped away from the entrance.
A bit louder, he called, "It's time to get up. You can sleep on the road if you must."

“Are you doing alright?” Felix asked, “I know you had a rough night.”

Felix drew closer.
“Here, I can ease the pain,” he said softly.

“I’ve recovered, mostly…” Felix replied, “I did some magic uh, shenanigans, I guess you could say, during the night. I’m feeling pretty okay now.”