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He looked to her more, inhaling and getting a hint of her citrus. His pupils dilate at the smell. He quickly pulls her hand away and clamps a hand over his mouth and nose. He leans forward, picking her up at the waist and moving back down the stairs. He set her on the bed, and then pointed to the blankets and pillows. [color=7bcdc8]"You can't leave this room, alright? I have to go and get you some food to restock the fridge. Your body will instinctively want to nest. That's what those are."[/color]

He turned, hand still over his mouth and nose as he started out of the room. Really? Pre-heat after explaining everything, though honestly.. it might have been his fault. Thankfully his ruts never aligned with being here, but if he is around her that might change and he doesn't want them to regret anything.