all my nightmares escaped my head
He releases another held breath as she wakes up, as her voice reaches him, as he suddenly feels his heart lurching in his chest again. His hands continue to roam across her skin, trying to heal the pain away, even as she twists and turns, exhaustion flared with adrenaline in her attempts to try and get him to leave. She swings upright and Milo rises from the space he’s knelt on the floor beside the couch to try and keep her within the confines of the furniture, bronze eyes boring into hers.
“They didn’ follow us, ‘Relia.” He says – of course he doesn’t know her assailant was invisible, but Milo’s pretty sure if they were followed, they wouldn’t wait for him to heal her up before they came in to finish the fight. “It’s gonna be a’ight. Promise. Jus’ lemme heal ya, okay?” He asks, a hint of a demand that ends in a plea.
Please. “I locked th’door, took a route home only I know. We’re gonna b’fine. Jus’ lay back down.” For emphasis, he tries to help her lay down again, the hands still glowing where they touch her, even as exhaustion begins to weigh heavily on his shoulders.
“They didn’ follow us, ‘Relia.” He says – of course he doesn’t know her assailant was invisible, but Milo’s pretty sure if they were followed, they wouldn’t wait for him to heal her up before they came in to finish the fight. “It’s gonna be a’ight. Promise. Jus’ lemme heal ya, okay?” He asks, a hint of a demand that ends in a plea.
Please. “I locked th’door, took a route home only I know. We’re gonna b’fine. Jus’ lay back down.” For emphasis, he tries to help her lay down again, the hands still glowing where they touch her, even as exhaustion begins to weigh heavily on his shoulders.
bar the door, please don't let them in
MILO
