[He sighs again. Another non-answer. Whatever. Guess he'll have to quell his curiosity, because it's clear he's not going to get an inch from her. He quietly continues to hold the compress to his side, thankful for the relief it gives, and shallows his breathing as to not irritate it further. He's finished trying to have a conversation with her.
Instead now, he just watches her work, clearly having experience in such matters. He wonders what worlds they visited, what they'd seen, the battles they fought, for her to be so deft and careful with every wound on his body. Even in this moment, he imagines how incredible those journeys must of been. And how it all stopped here.
He could fathom a guess. But it's not as if he'll get answers.]
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Instead now, he just watches her work, clearly having experience in such matters. He wonders what worlds they visited, what they'd seen, the battles they fought, for her to be so deft and careful with every wound on his body. Even in this moment, he imagines how incredible those journeys must of been. And how it all stopped here.
He could fathom a guess. But it's not as if he'll get answers.]