Aurelia
I want to know where I can go
when you're not around
when you're not around
She huffs and puffs in protest and it sounds like she might bark something back at him, but her voice dies in her throat as her strength gives out on her. She sinks back down, pinning her back against the tree so she can at least sit up. Her hands fumble to try and.. well, she doesn't really know what she's trying to do anymore. So she submits to his aid with a defeated shrug of her shoulders.
"Okay, a minute then," her voice is paled by her pain but she raises her brows at him as he finds the cuts left across her shoulder.
"Should've seen the other guy," she mumbles, but her voice gives way suddenly to soft laughter that parts her shaken breaths. "Stop-" she tries to stifle it but as his magic works its... magic, "it tickles- Milo-" It's no secret to him that she's very ticklish, not after their fight on the isles. She squirms beneath his hand but tries to hold still.
When he's done there and the healing has ran its course over the wound, the unsteadiness fades with her giddiness. His question is more of a demand and she tilts her head to look at him, green eyes already sharper now that she feels worlds better. "I've been through worse, really," her tone is still light from her laughing, "you don't have t-" but as she looks at him, more clearly seeing the concern and worry in his own expression, she deflates. "Here," she reaches for his hand and guides it down to the worst of the bruising, down along the bottom of her ribcage.
"Okay, a minute then," her voice is paled by her pain but she raises her brows at him as he finds the cuts left across her shoulder.
"Should've seen the other guy," she mumbles, but her voice gives way suddenly to soft laughter that parts her shaken breaths. "Stop-" she tries to stifle it but as his magic works its... magic, "it tickles- Milo-" It's no secret to him that she's very ticklish, not after their fight on the isles. She squirms beneath his hand but tries to hold still.
When he's done there and the healing has ran its course over the wound, the unsteadiness fades with her giddiness. His question is more of a demand and she tilts her head to look at him, green eyes already sharper now that she feels worlds better. "I've been through worse, really," her tone is still light from her laughing, "you don't have t-" but as she looks at him, more clearly seeing the concern and worry in his own expression, she deflates. "Here," she reaches for his hand and guides it down to the worst of the bruising, down along the bottom of her ribcage.
and I'm feeling down
so won't you stay for a moment
so won't you stay for a moment
code credits go to Skylark!<3
