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i said i'm fine, please just drop it. @huntedgod
she watches him, not with judgment but with an EERIE STILLNESS she can't help sometimes. it's made of too-long nights and losses that strangle the psyche too much to be untangled. her hands are steady. always have been, whether wrapping gauze or holding the weight of someone else’s truth, they never hesitate. but now, they rest on the table, fingers curled slightly inward like she’s bracing for something she can’t touch.
I'M FINE. she knows that one. said it herself with a tournoquit pulled taut between her teeth, said it over bodies under fluorescent lights and pools of blood in the sand. she said it until the words stopped meaning anything— so she doesn’t argue. ❛ yeah, alright. ❜ she then lets the silence fill the space like steam in a closed room. thick, warm, unavoidable as her instincts continue to press. slowly, she shifts her weight forward, elbows resting on the table as she presses up and off to her feet.
❛ can you at least let me look at your hand? ❜ her voice is quiet but insistent. ❛ last thing you want is a fight bite. ❜