[ So the reason he hadn't felt like he could fight back was because she was the one he was fighting. The admission creates a lump in her throat that was equal parts remorse and affection. Although she still couldn't let go of the blame; she knew that their feelings were the same. In her right mind, everything is very clear. She would do anything to protect this person, no matter what it meant for herself. To have such strong feelings returned was beyond her imagination. But more than his words now, he'd already proved the legitimacy of his claims, the words now only served to explain why she'd had to see him act that way. Of all the answers he might have given, it was probably the best, although it didn't ease all of her worries. She knew now that they were partners as much as they were anything else-- whatever else they actually were, officially or not. Danger would always lie between them. That was the nature of their roles.
But that's why she had to find a way to get her powers back. She needed to be there to make sure nothing happened to him. They needed each other to find that balance; chaotic as it might be. That's why she knows that time and time again she'll forgive him-- no matter how foolish he could be at times. ]
Slow down, kitten. You're way too eager to offer yourself up for punishment.
[ She can't believe she's joking about this. She can't believe they're joking about this. Way too much has happened in the last half an hour.
Once she sees he's comfortable she relaxes a little. He's safe here. She would make sure of it. When he tells her to hurry, she smiles and gently reaches for his hand, giving it a small squeeze. ]
Don't worry... I'm right here. It'll just take a minute.
[ He's not the only one who feels the weight of being seperated. Just taking her eyes off of him, every fiber of her being is protesting it. She needs to see him. She wants to hold him.
But she needs to help take care of the swelling. This was her fault-- she wanted to be the one to help make it better. A quick rummage through supplies brings into her possession a few cloths, some antibiotic gel and an ice pack. She also prepares a small bowl of water quickly before returning to his bed. She sits on the edge and wets the corner of one of the cloths, gently dabbing at the blood marking his perfect face. ]
It doesn't look that bad...
[ Okay, it's a little bit of a lie. It's... not good. But then... he's still beyond attractive in her eyes. ]
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But that's why she had to find a way to get her powers back. She needed to be there to make sure nothing happened to him. They needed each other to find that balance; chaotic as it might be. That's why she knows that time and time again she'll forgive him-- no matter how foolish he could be at times. ]
Slow down, kitten. You're way too eager to offer yourself up for punishment.
[ She can't believe she's joking about this. She can't believe they're joking about this. Way too much has happened in the last half an hour.
Once she sees he's comfortable she relaxes a little. He's safe here. She would make sure of it. When he tells her to hurry, she smiles and gently reaches for his hand, giving it a small squeeze. ]
Don't worry... I'm right here. It'll just take a minute.
[ He's not the only one who feels the weight of being seperated. Just taking her eyes off of him, every fiber of her being is protesting it. She needs to see him. She wants to hold him.
But she needs to help take care of the swelling. This was her fault-- she wanted to be the one to help make it better. A quick rummage through supplies brings into her possession a few cloths, some antibiotic gel and an ice pack. She also prepares a small bowl of water quickly before returning to his bed. She sits on the edge and wets the corner of one of the cloths, gently dabbing at the blood marking his perfect face. ]
It doesn't look that bad...
[ Okay, it's a little bit of a lie. It's... not good. But then... he's still beyond attractive in her eyes. ]