The door to Ezra's room swung open suddenly as Rav barged in. He only looked for a split second.
"Now what the fu-"
"Agh!" Oberyn screamed. He threw the blanket over himself, covering his body. He was no longer glowing - or bleeding. His body had restored itself through the night, and he was mostly recovered.
But still, Rav just got a full view of him naked.
He clutched the blanket to his torso, his right hand still clasped in Ezra's. The human was only just starting to wake up from his dreamless trance.
"Y'all are doing a thing, that's fine," Rav said quickly, closing the door. Through the shut door, he called out sheepishly.
"Uh, Ezra? I did want to chat about something, if it's all the same to you."
Ezra blinked the sleep out of his eyes, and pulled his hand away from Oberyn. "I'll be right back, he said, looking over to his companion. Oberyn was trembling under the sheets.
"Hey, are you okay?"
