The growl that rumbles from her earns a murmur of agreement - he had also thought Korbin to be a dickhead at times, and recent events had him forgiving that behaviour quite readily. But when it led to things like this… He could understand Kia's frustration, and he could understand Korbin's grief. But right now, with his head pounding, and the memory of being beaten down so completely so fresh, he could not find himself disagreeing with his lover's summation.
"To be honest, I'm not sure what happened. He got me off balance, and then I think his elbow? clocked me square on the temple. I was out cold." He reaches a hand to hug her back, hoping to reassure herself as much as himself. "He was quite drunk, but seemed to sober up enough to get us to safety before… Well. I'm here now." He didn't know what else to say, his memory fogged over the details.
He remembered feeling like he and Korbin were getting along, finding a rhythm almost, for a short time during it all. Then Weaver had been mentioned, and Korbin had gone back to…
He frowned. "I didn't see where he ended up after I was healed." He sighed quietly, lifting his head slowly, not in pain so much as nervous that any sudden moves would summon the pain back again.
"To be honest, I'm not sure what happened. He got me off balance, and then I think his elbow? clocked me square on the temple. I was out cold." He reaches a hand to hug her back, hoping to reassure herself as much as himself. "He was quite drunk, but seemed to sober up enough to get us to safety before… Well. I'm here now." He didn't know what else to say, his memory fogged over the details.
He remembered feeling like he and Korbin were getting along, finding a rhythm almost, for a short time during it all. Then Weaver had been mentioned, and Korbin had gone back to…
He frowned. "I didn't see where he ended up after I was healed." He sighed quietly, lifting his head slowly, not in pain so much as nervous that any sudden moves would summon the pain back again.
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