09-02-2011, 08:01 PM
Jennifer made a good point, and though Rua didn't completely agree with her, he didn't argue. He was no warrior, warriors fight back. Rua had just stood there and taken the abuse, when it was over he had turned his back and walked away silently. He always did that, this time he had decided he would not turn around, he would not return. So now he was here. He had moved as she worked over his arms, rubbing that balm over the bruises.
She hesitated when it came to his neck. Rua tilted his head back slightly and closed his eyes. She had put the balm over the other bruises and not done anything to intentionally harm him or make them hurt so why should his throat be any different? He knew why. Such an area was more...delicate...for such things. When she did reach up and begin to spread the balm over those bruises, a shiver rushed down Rua's spine and his hand twitched. As if he were going to reach up and pull her hand away, but he didn't. His body had tensed, then relaxed. He let out a long slow breath.
Besides, wouldn't it be easier to get over such a trauma to do things this way?
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