Re: marvel: eddie/muerte
[Her breath hissed through her teeth a little at his careful touch to one of the scrapes on her back (which she didn't realize were as bad as they were starting to feel), but she shook her head just a little.] Yeah, but it'll be okay. It... gives me something to focus on right now. [The eyebrow waggle, as silly as it was, helped. It was something familiar, and she was able to breathe out a soft chuckle.] You've already seen me with my shirt off.
[She felt his shift to press his hand to his own chest, and she glanced over to watch him. Even in the low light, she could see his knuckles go white with the pressure as he pushed them against his chest, and she shifted enough to reach over with her uninjured hand and lay her own fingers over his.] I think I need to see that, though. At least... I did earlier. [Her thumb rubbed carefully at the knuckles of his first finger.] I like seeing it, Eddie. It makes sense, but I'd rather know what's going on in your head. Good or bad.