gold is the hand you press to her hip
oh darling,
She turns from the door to regard him easily, squeezing his hand and thanking him regardless of it all, even if she doesn’t need to. But she smiles brightly as he squeezes her hand back, a small nod and hum of a laugh leaving her at the comment. “Second times the charm, I think.” She jests in return with a wink sent his way before he makes his way toward the fireplace – really, he was the only reason she had it running anyway. It wasn’t like she needed the light or the heat from it, but some things were too familiar to give up, especially if she were having guests.She approaches as well, reaching for a few boxes that she can place to the side to make more room on the couch when her eyes lift back toward him at his weary sigh when she notices the blood. Dark brows furrow slightly together at his question, before she nods to him. “I have some.” She says lightly – it’s been a long time, but she has some. And she moves toward her kitchen for a few things she might need. Picking up a pair of scissors to cut the bandage off, some other things to make it easier for the bandage to stick – though she knows he’ll likely make some of the things as they go, before she returns and pulls the small coffee table toward him to sit upon.
“Let’s see what you’ve got going on there.” She says lightly, trying to make it as easy as possible – reaching for the shirt to help him remove it if he didn’t want to move his shoulder more than needed, before she pauses lightly and her sapphire gaze shoots to his own. "What happened?"
you'd even bleed preciously
REXANNA
