twist my leg why don't you

She didn’t want to be alone. The thought was both astounding and revealing at the same time. She didn’t want Hattori to hurry off because she felt vulnerable. He gave her a sense of safety like no one else did, she might have bought his loyalty but he had earned her trust. His confusion in her request went hidden as he sat silently beside her. She’d chosen those three wolves carefully. Sirius was her current Warlord, but Azure was the one that she favored. Her Warlord to be, though she hadn’t forgotten what she’d offered him. Azure had turned her down. Venom could feel the uncertainty of the future so much more keenly now that she was dealing with this injury.

Hattori remained, but he looked at her expectantly for his next order. He had no idea her inner turmoil. Or if he did, he kept it stoically to himself. He didn’t pry unless the situation was dire, so she could only hope her situation would not be as dire as she felt. Of course one of the slaves could have sat with her until she fell asleep, but they didn’t put her at ease like the shinobi. It was odd, he’d held her life in his paws for one moment and now he couldn’t even realize what he’d done to the Empress.

”It’s probably the medicine but I feel anxious at the thought of you leaving right now.” She confessed in a whisper, unsure if he would even be able to hear her.