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[fitzroyal]

It's getting uncomfortably close to dawn, and Henry is up still, sitting at his desk with his face in his hands, brooding. He doesn't like doing it, particularly, but he can't really help it. He lifts his head and one hand goes to his face, wincing as his fingers brush the raw, pink-red skin of a painful blister, just one of a smattering of them

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[tomboy_22]

It's most likely later in the day - at sundown, and Anita hasn't seen Henry in a while, and she's still worried about him not feeding, and with all the madness of the recent events, she shows up, tight on the clock, in her usual vamp hunter casual, with.... a copy of Mallory's Morte d'Arthur.

[fitzroyal]

Henry opens the door and looks at the book. "Catching up on your classics?" Lightly.

[tomboy_22]

"It's more like reading the mundane columns, if you ask...."

A frown, and she gets in, closes the door.

"Who hurt you?" And because she can't help it, she kisses him, immediately after the angry question.

[fitzroyal]

He kisses her lightly. "It's nothing. It'll be gone in less than a day from now."

[tomboy_22]

"Yes, but what happened? You're not supposed to get hurt. Who the hell did this?"

[fitzroyal]

His eyes slide sideways. "A friend. It was an accident." A pause. "She did warn me to step back."

[tomboy_22]

Anita just frowns. "What, you were playing with matches? You're a bit old, for that, handsome."

Even if there's affection in her words, there's also a bit of annoyance. She doesn't like for her Henry to be hurt. Then a horrible thought.

"Please tell me it's not holy water..." And she's clearly alarmed, and worried.

Pan: Oh, Henry. Now you've got it right. Thank you.

[fitzroyal]

He shakes his head quickly, and laughs. "Oh, no." He pulls the crucifix out of his shirt and shows it to her. "I'm not one of those vampires."

[tomboy_22]

Strange that she never noticed for all the times they made love...

"So you will heal?" Her hand on his shoulder. "Do you hurt?"

[fitzroyal]

"Only a little." He sighs. "Yes. I will heal."

[tomboy_22]

"Can I do anything?" It's a little desperate. Her Henry. Hurt. She can't have that. Ever. "Where was I when this happened?"

[fitzroyal]

"Hopefully sleeping," he says, and goes to give her hair a kiss. "Thank you for coming to see me. That's enough."

[tomboy_22]

She accepts it, afraid to offer her lips, or to touch him, and cause him pain. "Did she apologize, at least?"

[fitzroyal]

"She did."

He's not going to mention that he's still very angry with her. He doesn't want Anita doing anything monumentally stupid.

[tomboy_22]

Because she just might, indeed. Nevermind that they live in the same typist's head.

"Damn. She still your friend?" Because that's epic stupidity, as she sees it.

[fitzroyal]

"I'm...irritated with her."

To put it mildly. He shoots her a look. "But I'd like you to let me handle it."