[He keeps his hand in Basil's, giving it an affirming squeeze in conjuction with another kiss to his charge's forehead. More affection to try and ease what he knows to be uncomfortable.
Though the extent of which, he can't say.]
You're almost done, don't worry.
[The free hand of his trails over Basil's stomach, rubbing gentle, as if trying to ease any pressure or discomfort he might be feeling. Though how effective that is remains to be seen.]
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