Walk | Talk | Think
It difficult for her seeing him like this. She knew he was no young buck anymore. She knew his strength and body had its limits, that he could not simply bounce back the way that he used to before she had met him, that even he had been humble enough to acknowledge these frailties to her on occasion and never tried to convince either of them otherwise. But it was so easy to forget at times. He never really let on as he romped with the children, or when he turned his playful antics on her in order to draw her out of her uptight shell. Sometimes she could almost imagine that the age gap that separated them was not quite as wide as it truly was. Faced with him in this state, however, it hit home harder than ever before. Could he continue to recover from such bouts with physical injury?
Nothing was said regarding her inquiry from either of them, which did not make her feel any better - how was she to know the severity of the wound when she was such a poor healer herself? Tahlia could feel her sense of urgency and worry beginning to grow as she glanced between them, watching the calm and quiet healer as she picked up her moss and cleaned at Bane's wounds upon his face. Oh, how difficult it was going to be to get used to see him with only one eye. Surely he must have felt incomplete without it too. But he said nothing about his condition, about his injuries, about any of it. Instead, his words came about like a warning, heavy and foreboding and ominous. She hated the sound of them, could only feel her anxiety rise with each assurance that he made while simultaneously stirring her thoughts into a frenzy of questions. Her tail twitched behind her as she tried not to fidget noticeably in place, an expression of discomfort and worry slipping across her face as she was instructed to come closer to him. A part of her - the stubborn, selfish part - almost wished to defy him, to demand answers instead. But with a glance at their company as Loccian politely distanced herself from Tahlia and Bane, she merely did as she was told.
Her paws were quick as they carried her toward his side though she refrained from reaching out and touching him right away. She longed to, truly, to provide comfort for the both of them, but without knowing if any other injuries lurked beneath his peppered grey coat she feared to do so without knowledge would have risked him further harm. The whine that she had managed to stifle before slipped out airily, her ears pinning themselves as she made herself look into her husband's remaining blue eye. "What happened, Bane?" she whispered in a rather shaken voice, trying to keep as much privacy between then as she could. "Who did this to you?"
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