[He cleans the feathers first, acutely aware that their positions are reversed. His form of care (save for that first time with the jump) was running around and making sure that no one came after her. That she was safe. He wasn't a caretaker (at least not in that sense) and hadn't been created to become one. His entire purpose was to kill and destroy so this...this is a strange feeling for him.
And yet he takes his time cleaning the feathers away from the bed even though there will be more to replace them soon enough. Once the ones he has are cleared away, he grabs blankets from the dresser and places them gently around Nill to make sure she's comfortable.]
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And yet he takes his time cleaning the feathers away from the bed even though there will be more to replace them soon enough. Once the ones he has are cleared away, he grabs blankets from the dresser and places them gently around Nill to make sure she's comfortable.]