@torturedmuses sent [ TOUCH ]: sender gently rests a hand against the receiver's forehead to check their temperature. for archer & effie
Effie had been drifting in and out of sleep, slipping from being freezing cold to sweating profusely. Which only meant that her fever kept coming back. Ever since they made it to this cabin, finally losing their parents now that they were on the run the poor girl had come down with some sort of sickness. Coming out of sleep this time she pulled the blanket that was draped over her tighter around her body, shivering once more as she felt a gentle hand land along her forehead. 'Archer?' She questioned softly, part of her knowing it could only be him, but also scared that perhaps she fever dreamed running away with him.










