Chase Away The Demons

Walk | Talk | Think

Defeated, exhausted, Callisto hardly moved as Jakart agreed to stay as long as she needed him to. In truth, she had expected no less; he was always there, always concerned for her in a way that was both unsettling and pointless. It just made sense that he would continue to go out of his way at her request. But no matter how much she told herself she did not need that sort of kindness she could no longer deny that there was a part of her that wanted it, that wished for that sense of protection and care. She had no intention of reciprocating those sentiments - she was still not convinced she could - but there was nothing to stop her from taking what she could get.

There was no guilt, no concern, as she sighed gently into his fur and squirmed just slightly in place, settling comfortably within the circle of his forelegs while resting her cheek against his chest. Would the nightmares stay away now? There was still no way to know, at least not with certainty. She had never tried explaining the details to anyone before, and could not fathom what type of effect it would have on her subconscious mind. But she was so tired now, so drained from her emotional outburst... Please let them stay away. Closing her eyes, the healer felt the soothing, rocking motions that Jak made lull her further into a dreamy, half-wakeful state. It was peaceful, consoling, and eventually it did draw her into slumber, and whether she dreamed or not she could not recall.

-Exit Callisto-