Novel's scent had been alluring to her in ways she felt confused by -- but it seemed the intoxicating aroma had faded soon after. Part of her knew what was happening, but she would deny it vehemently, not wanting to face the gravity of the situation. Even still, she found her body wanting to be close to Novel's, and she was happy when the girl relaxed at her touch. It was her instinct to want to find herbs that might help soothe the pain, to help her relax, anything at all; but she knew only time would ease the pain.
'Better than yesterday, but the nightmares are still so vivid.' It was no surprise, but she still had to stifle a whimper from leaving her throat. She instinctively wanted to help take away the pain and the nightmares. Was there anything more she could do for her other than simply be there for her whenever possible? Ara was grateful that Elohim stayed with Novel whenever she had to leave, but she was equally as grateful that he left them alone sometimes, too. Perhaps it was greedy to want Novel all to herself sometimes, but right now she really didn't want to be interrupted by anyone else. It felt selfish, but she couldn't help it as she breathed in her friend's scent deeply. "I'm sorry," she would offer softly. It was not her fault, but she still felt that heavy guilty nonetheless, and taking some of the blame herself seemed to help her rationalize it more easily. "How are you feeling though? Physically?" Shifting, she would pull away ever so slightly to press her nose to the back of Novel's neck. The wounds there were healing nicely, but she knew that didn't mean the pain had subsided fully.
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