I wasn't worried.
[It still looks cleaner than anything he'd seen on the battle fields, and a lot better than most army medical stations. The walls keep the worst of the cold draft from entering as he steps in to her room, the door closing with a quiet snick behind him.]
How do you want me?
[It still looks cleaner than anything he'd seen on the battle fields, and a lot better than most army medical stations. The walls keep the worst of the cold draft from entering as he steps in to her room, the door closing with a quiet snick behind him.]
How do you want me?
[Before sitting, the Darkling shoulders out of his black kefta, folding it carefully before placing it on the cot well away from where he takes a seat.
Across his chest is a dirty-white bandage, clearly self-wrapped and the ends of it trail down his beck. Very slowly, keeping his eyes on Marta, he pulls it down to show her the old bullet wound in his left shoulder, where the bandits shot him in Scorpion's Bend and left the metal bullet behind.
The wound is angry-red, the edges folding away from the dark pink center.]
Here.
Across his chest is a dirty-white bandage, clearly self-wrapped and the ends of it trail down his beck. Very slowly, keeping his eyes on Marta, he pulls it down to show her the old bullet wound in his left shoulder, where the bandits shot him in Scorpion's Bend and left the metal bullet behind.
The wound is angry-red, the edges folding away from the dark pink center.]
Here.
I am glad we will have your help. [heβs staying too, after all, and knows that there will be many in need of martaβs skills once fighting breaks looks. he sounds relieved when he answers.] I will be here as well.
If you are in danger, I wonβt be far. What happened in Badrock?
If you are in danger, I wonβt be far. What happened in Badrock?
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