[ it could have been worse, sasha. it could have belonged to someone who actually uses it.
though it's a true testament to her exhaustion that she actually completely misses the fact that nic himself had been right beside the bed, crouching on the floor, when she stumbled into it. she's out like a light by the time he's back on his feet, staring down at her. cleaned and medicated as she is, there is still the lingering scent of blood and burnt flesh lingering about her. but she seems otherwise alright.
with a mild shake of his head, nic quietly reaches beneath her knee to draw out the folded blanket, and just as quietly settles it over her.
book in hand, he flips it open to the last dog-eared page and settles back down on the ground, just beside the bed. ]
[Despite drifting in and out of consciousness as soon as they hit the water, Sasha sleeps for at least an hour before her hand grasps at air, her eyes opening in frantic panic before she realises where she is. Despite herself it's hard to break out of that frenzy from drop point a, where resting was almost impossible for the first two days.
Koleska has chased them down and hunted them as best as they could. It's a miracle they actually made it.
She sinks back into the best when she realises she's somewhere safe now, or as safe as it could get here. Her eyes flicker towards Nic, warmth lighting up her face to see he made it too.]
[ it's the movement on the bed that rouses nic, who had also, at some point in her slumber, closed his eyes to rest a little — though he'd deny it if pointed out.
he's a lot gentler with his waking, though, only straightening up a bit more when her eyes finally land on him. he meets her eyes briefly, assessing her. then pointedly glances away. ]
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though it's a true testament to her exhaustion that she actually completely misses the fact that nic himself had been right beside the bed, crouching on the floor, when she stumbled into it. she's out like a light by the time he's back on his feet, staring down at her. cleaned and medicated as she is, there is still the lingering scent of blood and burnt flesh lingering about her. but she seems otherwise alright.
with a mild shake of his head, nic quietly reaches beneath her knee to draw out the folded blanket, and just as quietly settles it over her.
book in hand, he flips it open to the last dog-eared page and settles back down on the ground, just beside the bed. ]
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Koleska has chased them down and hunted them as best as they could. It's a miracle they actually made it.
She sinks back into the best when she realises she's somewhere safe now, or as safe as it could get here. Her eyes flicker towards Nic, warmth lighting up her face to see he made it too.]
You're here?
[Well. Duh.]
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he's a lot gentler with his waking, though, only straightening up a bit more when her eyes finally land on him. he meets her eyes briefly, assessing her. then pointedly glances away. ]
No, yOu'RE DrEAmiNG.
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I don't think I am.
[Well, the 'dream test' passed, at least.]