[ She sits up fully, going so far as to swing her legs over the edge of the small bed. Methodically, she's testing her limbs, checking for extra breaks or discomfort. He just watches her silently, stifled by the quiet and by that niggling fear sitting at the back of his throat. It annoys him, that it's even there. Annoyed that it's been circling through his mind for days, the what ifs of her not making it.
He kept asking himself if he'd miss her or if he'd miss the routine they'd built. Her feeding crows at his windowsill, their chats into the night about one job or the other. His mind couldn't come to a consensus; missing Inej and the routine were simply one and the same. And he hated it, hated feeling this mixed up about something that should be so easy to move past. Because she's the Wraith, she knows the risks. Knew what this job would be when she agreed. He should know better as well—distractions would only get them all killed. Normally, he didn't have that problem, always focused on the task at hand.
But with Inej...it's different. Distracting to an uncomfortable degree. Even now, he thinks about walking over and giving her his coat. Or holding her steady while she worked out stiff muscles.
Laughable, since he isn't even sure he could touch her with the gloves on. ]
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Date: 2021-01-29 05:52 pm (UTC)He kept asking himself if he'd miss her or if he'd miss the routine they'd built. Her feeding crows at his windowsill, their chats into the night about one job or the other. His mind couldn't come to a consensus; missing Inej and the routine were simply one and the same. And he hated it, hated feeling this mixed up about something that should be so easy to move past. Because she's the Wraith, she knows the risks. Knew what this job would be when she agreed. He should know better as well—distractions would only get them all killed. Normally, he didn't have that problem, always focused on the task at hand.
But with Inej...it's different. Distracting to an uncomfortable degree. Even now, he thinks about walking over and giving her his coat. Or holding her steady while she worked out stiff muscles.
Laughable, since he isn't even sure he could touch her with the gloves on. ]
You almost died. I'll go when Nina's back.