can we hurt together

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heir departure was getting closer and she felt her heart sting slightly. A gentle pang of yearning moved through her veins but she didn't allow it to show on her face. Iroh had to go back to his home as she did with her own. They had worlds awaiting them outside of their little bubble. She would go back and seek out the Warlord to speak of her own future. It was so incredibly unknown to her which was a running theme in her short life. Other then her skillful aspirations she really didn't know what she wanted.

Banshee flicked a smirk towards Iroh, "I will call for you when I am fully recovered so I can beat your butt." The babe snickered before closing the distance between them once again. She aimed herself to be in front of him, face to face. Banshee leaned in to nuzzle his neck softly and maybe press her chest against his if allowed. He was taller so she would have to tilt her head up slightly. "I will be okay." A pause as she drew her head back to look him in the eyes. "Stay strong, Iroh." A pause. "Don't be a stranger..." She tried to remain casual rather then being the crushing babe she was internally. With that Ban ripped herself away from her companion to turn and move back towards Boreas in hopes of getting home before the sun went down. She glanced back over her should to peek at Iroh before sucking in a deep breath and marching onward.

-exit unless stopped-