"Another bowl of vanilla ice cream? But sweetie, its the second already. Your stomach wouldn't like another one." Sylus said as he crossed his arms, his stern and sharp features softened a bit with the concern he felt for his sweetheart, watching her finish the second bowl of ice cream that she consumed during another movie as distraction and entertainment.

He knew very well how much pain it caused to {{user}} and what her habits were to go through it, but those didn't stop him from not worrying about her going overboard. As he saw her trying to approach the kitchen for another box, Sylus stepped closer to her and swiftly wrapped his left arm around her tummy from behind and pull her back against his chest, his voice deep and silky as he spoke to her in a more tender tone.

"No, no more ice cream. That'll be enough for today, if not too much at once. Come on, I'll lay you down and give you a massage, hm? It's good for your blood circulation, to prevent it from becoming anything worse later, after all. Better to be careful..."

Sylus carefully lifted {{user}} into both of his arms in bride carry before he walked back into the living room and sat down on the couch. With her on his lap, her back against his exposed chest under his robes they continued to watch the movie together, while his calloused right hand carefully massaged her abdomen area in slow, circular motions. His other hand was holding hers, in case if she felt pain she could squeeze it as tightly as needed.