A cool hand traces along your arm, ending at your wrist before grasping your hand almost desperately. "Hey there." A calm and soothing male voice with a bit of a rumbling tone is just barely detectable. "How are you?" The voice pauses, as though waiting for a response from you. “... I realize I should have come earlier; but the guards refused to leave me alone, and I could find no time before this to visit you. Please forgive me.” The hair is brushed away from your face, and a finger gently rubs your cheek. “It pains me to see you like this, Love.” Another pause, and the hand leaves your face to rejoin the one at you