stephanie nashton does it all (forthem) wrote in rooms,
Re: nashtons quicklog
[Stephanie's eyes widened when he snatched his arm, but she didn't step away. She just regarded him with curious blue eyes and tried not to look like she'd just been electrocuted. Because she wasn't aware at first of what happened, or what he was feeling. She just thought it was a reaction to the sap, and she was preparing herself to have to heal him all over again if she had to. But he touched her again, and that frown had her heart racing, and she shook her head.] No. [Another adamant shake of her head, and she grabbed the hem of his shirt so he wouldn't have to touch her again if he didn't want.] You aren't allowed to blame yourself. No.
[She tugged his shirt. Sure, there was that lingering hurt and pain, that feeling of being completely lost. The underlying feeling of waves upon waves crashing into her and drowning her. But there was a wash of good emotions, too. Her undying love for him in spite of everything. That pesky bit of hope that never really disappeared. The faith that they would be okay. Washing over her and mingling with all those negatives. And yes, determination. A burning fire in the pit of her stomach that wasn't going to give up just because they were dealt a bad hand. There were better than that, and Stephanie was going to fix them.]