Winding down

[beliefovermisery]

It had been... a very long day. He'd rescued, killed, comforted, been shot, fixed, nearly passed out, healed... and though the day has long been over, really, he's only just now leaving the infirmary and Paige's side.

There's one other person he hasn't given nearly enough attention to.

So it's back to his room he wanders, looking for the girl with-- well, shorter hair now.

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She had taken a shower. A long, much-needed shower, with hot water--courtesy of her 'bending--and gotten into a change of clothes. Jeans and a t-shirt with a sweatshirt over top. If not for the hair loopies, she would have looked like some modern tomboy teen with a bad scene haircut, trying to hide it under it under a garish hat with a feather.

Her bloody and ragged clothes she left soaking in the tub--she still wanted them, wanted to patch them up. They were from home after all, and now she had lost both her necklace and her waterskin.

Sitting on the pile of blankets she called her bed, barefoot, she was staring at the wall for the moment, just thinking.