It squeezes around her heart strings, pulls mercilessly at them. Her heartbeat feels thunderous in her chest.
She leaves a kiss on his shoulder, her lips touching skin being the only sound in the room for a while. It really does feel like a bubble now - a bubble of silence, or a bubble like what Silence produces.
She's going to stubbornly forget all about this fight. About the Silences cast, contrasting with the screams of Astarion's pain. She's going to forget Cazador, because it's what he deserves: nothing. Nothing at all.
"Here, let's take care of this," she says, cutting the silence short, and reaches for a little bowl set near the tub. "Keep your head tipped back for me, love."
When did she become so used to giving him petnames? The dam keeping her affections in check has burst, and it feels so...so natural to call him that. All those things.
She shakes away the last dregs of embarrassment about petnames, and scoops water into the bowl, pouring it over his hair. A baptism, of sort. At the very least, she will make sure there is no more dried blood in those white locks.
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She leaves a kiss on his shoulder, her lips touching skin being the only sound in the room for a while. It really does feel like a bubble now - a bubble of silence, or a bubble like what Silence produces.
She's going to stubbornly forget all about this fight. About the Silences cast, contrasting with the screams of Astarion's pain. She's going to forget Cazador, because it's what he deserves: nothing. Nothing at all.
"Here, let's take care of this," she says, cutting the silence short, and reaches for a little bowl set near the tub. "Keep your head tipped back for me, love."
When did she become so used to giving him petnames? The dam keeping her affections in check has burst, and it feels so...so natural to call him that. All those things.
She shakes away the last dregs of embarrassment about petnames, and scoops water into the bowl, pouring it over his hair. A baptism, of sort. At the very least, she will make sure there is no more dried blood in those white locks.