"Are we to remain here, then?" Krem asked softly into the dark of the wood, not wanting to move. He played his fingers over the back of Gannicus's hand, up his arm and then back. "I'm not sure that I can walk yet--and if I can, I would have us wait until you can manage any sort of movement to fix that problem, with hands or cock or however would please you, if you're not so tired?"