Rough Indestructible Surface

Alastor grumbled beneath his breath when Relm tried to insist that she was fine. In his eyes, she very clearly was not fine, covered in bites and slashes and blood and semen. Then again, maybe she just had a very fun night with some lucky guy and was feeling a bit ashamed of it. Elysium was a sex positive group, so she had no reason to fear judgment from anyone, but he did worry that she was trying to come across as tough and fine when she was actually hiding something. He didn’t get a chance to protest or push the issue though, as Irilyth showed up then to tend to Relm. Alastor was quiet while he let the healer work, averting his eyes to give the ladies some privacy while he let the anger slowly burn away and he tried his best to remember to not breathe through his nose. He didn’t need to tempt his violent impulsive side with Relm.


"Alastor"