Oleander stretched as he looked over Mercy, who was laid beside him within his quarters of the church in their doll form, resting peacefully as they were indulged in a deep slumber. He admired their figure, smiling softly as seeing them at peace and finally getting some proper rest. He ran his hand over the bare skin of their side gently so as to not wake them, all the while providing a small means of comfort for the sleeping bun.
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