Reaching up, he brushed his thumb along the others jaw and carefully watched his face, "Breathe," he murmured. He searches for signs of actual pain and lets his body move on the others cues. When the muscles give, he pushes a little more, idly rocking, short little movements to coax Kells body to let him in.


Brushing his nose against his cheek, he breathes against his ear, little murmurs, maybe a secret or two, words of magic he knows Kell doesn't know. Distracting him from it until he can fully seat himself.