| [May. 27th, 2010|02:26 am] |
"I appreciate it," Rina told him quietly. "That you came for me." She stayed very still, inviting him to touch her if he wanted. Not moving when he pulled away.
Reassurance was hard to come by for someone like him, she guessed.
The storm was still trying its very best to hammer down their little shelter, the screeching winds whipping pine needles into miniature cyclones, lightning illuminating everything in harsh electric bursts. But inside, Genma's jutsu and their body heat were combining to warm the oppressive air into something almost tolerable. "If you don't let me look at that now," Rina continued in the same low and gentle tone, "it'll hurt a lot more when it warms up and the chakra starts to flow again."
Even her mild scrapes were starting to ache as they thawed; she didn't want to think about how his hands must be feeling. And she couldn't use any of her numbing seals or chakra dampening techniques, not here in the field. Not when they had no idea what could be out there.
Trying to appear unthreatening, she busied herself with antibiotic ointment and a bandage for his shoulder. |
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