Twisted heart

His heartbeat picked up at her words, and he was instantly at war with herself. Surprised, that she would even want to - he’d already left two brothers behind him - and fear. Remembering how she had looked when she had fallen. The bleeding skull, Oleander's words about head wounds being tricky. He was breathing a little quicker, his heartbeat jumped a little. Oddly enough, her words had calmed some of his anger. It took a little effort to reach down and grab some annoyance. More effort than it should have.

“You think I want you to come with me? You're a giant baby, and you can’t even see. You’ll just slow me down.” He said, loading derision into his voice as he grabbed a bag and stuffed it with some basic necessities. Food, a warm coat. Rook could carry it for him.

"Citadel"||"Selene"