[Flayme]

"What?-" Nym's eyes were screwed shut, but he opened them for a moment and turned to look at Ky. If he had been in his right state of mind, he probably would have completely blanched at the other dragon's suggestion. Even now, though he was sure that he'd eventually be desperate to try anything, he was skeptical... Touching himself?... Would that actually even work? If it did, certainly there was no way he was going to try out here, in the open. The thought mortified him. If he were to even consider it, he'd need to be somewhere private. Maybe if he could seclude himself somewhere, he'd be able to deal with this better... But he didn't feel like he'd even be able to make it further than a few yards right now, let alone off into a thicket somewhere.

"No-" Nym finally muttered and then forced himself to sit up. "Can I just-" He reached a shaky arm out for Ky and ended up flopping himself against the other dragon's shoulder again. This was the completely opposite of being secluded, but it was the only thing he could think of, and muster himself to do.

To Nym's amazement, simply touching Ky again seemed to help. Of course, he was still wildly uncomfortable, and it still felt like he was on fire, but the edge was gone. Instead the tingly sensation was back, pins and needles everywhere. It made it hard to think, but at least he didn't feel like he was being fed hot coals anymore. He knew of course, that he couldn't force Ky to just sit here with him all day and night, but maybe a few minutes of some mild relief and he'd be able to think of something to help himself.

"I'm sorry." Nym sighed tiredly, head tucked against Ky's chest. "I'm just not... Quite sure how to handle this."