"Hm." Alba knew she didn't want to trouble him, but he ignored it. Filling a cup with water from the tap, he set it on the edge of the tub next to her, along with two bright orange tablets. "It'll help at least." Taking the rest of the makeshift first aid and laying it on the lid of the toilet, he leaned over her, grasping the bottom of her dress. "Here, arms up." Pulling it up over her head, he tightened his lips, looking over the damage. Her arm was the worst, the huge gash rather obvious, but she had some minor cuts around too. Unlacing her boots and pulling them off, he rolled off the shredded leggings, careful to avoid most of her scrapes as he went
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The choking sound came again, different from before, somehow softer. Less like something was missing, and more like she finally had something. Alba listened quietly, stroking her back before reaching up to her hair, running his fingers along her damp locks as he pulled her closer against him. If he couldn't cradle himself into her body, then he'd do the opposite, being the warmth, the protection that they both wanted to be for each other. When they parted, he took in her eyes, so full of pain, so tormented... and still so powerful. He looked into her eyes, and always found the strength, the courage to face anything. This time, it was the courage to face life, to face the truth, and not back down in the shadow of death. He blinked as she touched his cheeks, his own eyes deep and surprisingly steady as he watched her. When she spoke, they brightened for a moment, as though he realized that she wasn't just some hallucination before him.
"Yeah... of course you can stay here, schwester. I... I'd like that as well." He let out a slow
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...or perhaps Alba was grasping for logic, something concrete, trying to do the impossible of rationalizing Jinx's actions. The young assassin felt herself drift away, yet instead of jerking herself awake once more, she let herself go further and further toward slumber. As her body relaxed against him, she felt his arm's embrace. There was a gentle kiss atop her head. And he called her something... his precious. With a small smile, she whispered, "Sarò qui, per sempre.."
I will be here, for always.
The last thing she heard before she fell asleep was the comforting rhythm of his steady heartbeat.
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"Yeah... of course you can stay here, schwester. I... I'd like that as well." He let out a slow ( ... )
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I will be here, for always.
The last thing she heard before she fell asleep was the comforting rhythm of his steady heartbeat.
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