[ 004 ] Open || It's an animal thing

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[zerosuitjill]

Jill's smile faded into a more neutral look. It was a step above the guilt-stricken, apologetic expression from before, but now her features took a few similarities from the look before that one, even: serious, alert, her eyes a little harder as they did an instant sweep over her shoulder. The look wasn't quite as blank as it'd been when under the virus' hold, but it was a reflex all the same, an immediate acknowledgement of the circumstances and the potential (or probable) dangers that lay ahead

[zerosuitjill]

Jill would have nodded, if possible, but the most she could manage was a quiet exhale. It was a little aggravating, being this useless -- unable to offer switching shifts later, to let the other woman rest while Jill kept watch -- but she wouldn't beat herself up over it too much. She wasn't as rash as she used to be and by now recognized human limits well enough -- and knew that she'd pushed herself beyond what was human, really, and they were fortunate to be alive. That was enough for now, and she'd worry about the rest later. She'd have a lot to deal with when she woke up already, and her inevitable aches and pains were just the start.

"I'll use it, then." Even as she spoke, her vision dimmed and faded to a comfortable, hazy grey that began easing into black. "Make sure... you rest yourself... too..."

[lightning_fists]

Even despite the situation and how close they both had come to certain death, there was no helping the smile pulling at Tifa's lips. In a sense, Jill had been asleep for a long time while that device used her body as a vessel. Still, it was understandable that she would be exhausted. Mind-control and running from Hellhounds tended to take a lot out of you, full reserve of energy or otherwise.

So she'll be sticking around, taking a seat right beside the other to keep an eye on her while she slept. Even after Feeding Time ends and the cages open again to let the inmates roam around on their own, Tifa will be right here.

"Don't you worry about me. You just worry about you."

Sleep well, Jill. You've earned it...

[zerosuitjill]

"I'll try." It wasn't difficult, placing her life in this young stranger's hands; besides the fact that Jill had no choice, she was still a trusting person even after everything she'd been through. Her sense of camaraderie was strong, stronger after all her losses and even the occasional betrayal; considering her line of work, she couldn't afford to be paranoid. Careful, but not paranoid.

So there was no second-doubting that trust as Jill finally gave in to her fatigue -- and the last thought she had before she instantly slipped under was that this was someone she would undoubtedly risk her life to protect in the future. She was already sure of it.