((AH!! I'm falling in love with him!! So unfair!!))

Startled when he touched her, she froze. It was not something she was used to. Human contact that was. No one in the village at least ever did because it was saved for relatives with each other. Focusing on each movement of his thumbs, she felt her face warming while her heart hammered away. What in the world? He was nice, so why was she acting like a startled deer? It had to be the blood. Looking up at him with wide eyes, she didn't have time to warn him as water from the creek rose up and rushed them both.

It raced over them like they were standing sideways in a water fall. And he said she was gentle. He wouldn't be so forgiving of her now. As the water finished it's drenching dance, she blinked water droplets from her eyelashes and looked at him in wonder. So much better without the blood, but... what had she just down now?! Convulsively she gasped the hand that was holding hers and gasped as a headache developed from the over use of her abilities. The water had felt good and he was still injured. Whether he was furious or not with that last dose of water, she could at least do something.

Again the water rose up and more gently enveloped them. Part of it was streaming in a caress across her forehead in an attempt to relieve the headache. But most of it centered on his wounds. Seeping in, cleansing cells and tissue somewhat rudimentarily, and seeping away. Repeatedly. Until not even the water could still her headache any longer. Then she released the water and let it flow down away. Now her head was ready to burst. The only keeping her feeling somewhat grounded was the tight hold she had of his hand.