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wiped (ex_alluringl235) wrote in anon_rpg,

Oh, she did stop, immediately as he spoke; she made no move to come closer to him but her body swiveled toward him like a contortion. There was a smile on her face, not even faint, but a genuine one- he said he was sorry, and that word, it meant a lot more than most other ones. With a shrug, she contorted back normally and walked back to him, pushing her hair out of her eyes. "I'm sorry too," she offered with coy undertones, her cheeks still pinkening. Yes, it was bizarre and random but... She saw him again, so that counted for something.

"I'm sure there are things you don't want me to know," Hestia said before taking another step toward him, her gaze moving between him and the sword. "It looks big, but why... Why are you bleeding?" She didn't like that he was hurt, especially in a place where she couldn't just fix it. This was wrong, it was so wrong. Why was he here? What did he do, and why hadn't she seen him before during her groups? With no thought, Hestia held her hand up tentatively and frowned at him, her blue eyes set with a pout. "Are you okay?"