Severus did not say anything. He was breathing just fine, so there was no danger of him being seriously wounded. Temple to the ground, cheek against Remus's neck, Severus's long eyelashes tickled the skin there as he tried to get the world to stop spinning.

He'd taken quite a few cracks as well, though Remus's arms had managed to protect him, whether he knew it or not.

Severus was spread across Remus's chest, the hand not in his hair stretched across his waist. He lifted that hand first and then curled it inward without rolling over. "Probably... You're too distractin'."