le chemin du vent

*Kiriko*

She's trying. Perhaps she's trying harder than she has, but tonight was... different. The things that had gone on, that had transpired between them, they weren't easy. They weren't small. Though Hattori may have seen it as a duty, Kiriko is firmly in the camp that duty was something that she had-- not something that applied to her.

The very nearness of him weighs more heavily on her mind than it perhaps ever has. Something about it drew her in. Kiriko's heart squeezed in her chest. Was intoxicating the right word? Was she even allowed to feel this way? She couldn't let her professionalism slip, not as she finished tending to the wound. Still, her touch is lingering and tender. First cleaning the wound, then smoothing a salve over it. It would be enough to help keep the wound moist and protected overnight. In the morning she'd need to repeat the process. Twice a day, morning and evening, for as long as it took.

"You take good care of everyone, when was the last time you had someone take care of you?" The words come softly, loaded as they are. Breathed in the space between them, scant as it is. The healer's touch slipped lightly down his neck, lingering, reluctant to pull away. Perhaps she'd finally made her move.
"Speech"

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