Proof

When Indy scented Aslatiel at the entrance of th cottage he wasn’t sure that he wanted to enter. She just made his heart hurt right now, but the scent of blood caused his heart to stop and his body grow cold. That was the scent of her blood. She wasn’t here asking advice or getting a lesson, she was getting healed. Quietly, with careful movements as he pulled back the skin to enter, he looked inside. Both Iolaire and Aslatiel were laying down. Asla was obviously out. Out out. Io had her eyes open, keeping her attention on her patient. Obviously they were both in need of rest.

”Do you need anything?” Indy whispered softly as he hesitated forward, eyes glued to Aslatiel though he spoke to Io. Tears welled in his eyes, though he did his best to hide them from his aunt as he was again overwhelmed with his emotion. He couldn’t help the feelings as the filled his heart and showed themselves in the wetness of his eyes. ”She looks so..” beautiful, peaceful, torn up… ”frail.” He ended softly, with uncertainty. His eyes never left her as he realized in that moment how close he’d come to losing her forever. Indigo hurt now, but he didn’t know how he’d face that kind of devastation.