they tried to make you bleed with bullets and daggers
but your heart is made of steel
He agrees to chatting, rising to his feet while Rexanna slides a chair over. “We can sit. You look tired.” She says after a moment, waiting to see if he takes her up on that offer. But then he apologizes about Beatrix, much to Rexanna’s quiet amusement. Shrugging her shoulders she sits on the chair and crosses one leg over the other. “It’s okay. I’m pretty sure she doesn’t know who I am.” She offers easily with a hint of a smile crossing her face again.
But ah, for the reason they’re there and she’s asked him to chat. She leans forward slightly to let her gaze linger on him, seeing the weight he’s put back on, and she quells the worry within her with it. “I wanted to tell you that I accept your apology. And I’m sorry about some of the things I said too.” Her head tilts as she looks to him, waiting to see his reaction.
But ah, for the reason they’re there and she’s asked him to chat. She leans forward slightly to let her gaze linger on him, seeing the weight he’s put back on, and she quells the worry within her with it. “I wanted to tell you that I accept your apology. And I’m sorry about some of the things I said too.” Her head tilts as she looks to him, waiting to see his reaction.
REXANNA
