[ she's not really asleep, but she's floating in the soft, soothing comfort of being so close to faraday (a realization she's not in any hurry to admit). it's like being near him finally fills the gaps she's been so achingly aware of since that mark slithered into her skin, and it's only these moments that leave her settled.
it's new. it's strange. it's like home.
the quiet crackle of his voice makes her open her eyes, and she doesn't jerk upright like she might have weeks ago. she's too at ease, and she just turns her head, chin resting on her arm to meet the gentleness of his gaze with her own.
the vicious heat has died down, flickers of her usual fire at the edges of her eyes, but she doesn't glare daggers like before.
...lord, when did she stop feeling sick just at the sight of him? ]
...evenin'.
[ quiet, tentative. she looks near skittish, but not ready to bolt (yet).
it's the first she's really seen of him being awake, and there's something about looking in his eyes now that makes her chest flutter, her mark gently tingling with warmth and...something pleasant she can't put her finger on. ]
will they deal with anything ever??? who k n o w s
it's new. it's strange. it's like home.
the quiet crackle of his voice makes her open her eyes, and she doesn't jerk upright like she might have weeks ago. she's too at ease, and she just turns her head, chin resting on her arm to meet the gentleness of his gaze with her own.
the vicious heat has died down, flickers of her usual fire at the edges of her eyes, but she doesn't glare daggers like before.
...lord, when did she stop feeling sick just at the sight of him? ]
...evenin'.
[ quiet, tentative. she looks near skittish, but not ready to bolt (yet).
it's the first she's really seen of him being awake, and there's something about looking in his eyes now that makes her chest flutter, her mark gently tingling with warmth and...something pleasant she can't put her finger on. ]
Nice to see you awake.