I could take all that you love, I could be death from above
Not long after the words have left her tongue, Atlas' bond nudges at her again, and she turns to look over her shoulder as Nate comes breezing in. He's in a far better mood, and she smiles fondly as he swans around into the kitchen, looking lighter than he has in far too long. Since she returned, really. "Good morning love," she calls back, pressing into the kiss he drops on her cheek and leaning into the arm that comes around her waist. Sunjata may need space, but she's more than happy to be cuddled in the meantime. His loss. Though it seems Nate isn't without his changes too, the damage of his eye somehow returned without any changes to the shape. Her silent scrutiny temporarily passes over him as Sunjata answers, already seeming reluctant and overwhelmed, mood clearly the worst out of the three of them and thus most important. One problem at a time for now.
Those words that every lover dreads is what they get instead, and Hotaru straightens, anxiety already forcing her walls to start creeping up as she inevitably starts preparing for the worst. Breathing slowly through her nose, she turns and drapes her arm around Nate's waist in return, looking up at his damaged eye anew as Sunjata - quite blatantly - deflects onto their husband.
"Is it the same injury?" Inquisitive and clearly confused, but the wrinkle of her brows does nothing but show her concern as her thumb plays with the dip of his spine. Clearly she's the only one that doesn't have some sort of news to share, so Hotaru waits for one of them to begin explaining.
Those words that every lover dreads is what they get instead, and Hotaru straightens, anxiety already forcing her walls to start creeping up as she inevitably starts preparing for the worst. Breathing slowly through her nose, she turns and drapes her arm around Nate's waist in return, looking up at his damaged eye anew as Sunjata - quite blatantly - deflects onto their husband.
"Is it the same injury?" Inquisitive and clearly confused, but the wrinkle of her brows does nothing but show her concern as her thumb plays with the dip of his spine. Clearly she's the only one that doesn't have some sort of news to share, so Hotaru waits for one of them to begin explaining.
HOTARU
