She closes her eyes and rests her head against his shoulder with another faint nod. And then she slides her arms around his middle to embrace him. Just to feel how strong and solid he is, just to feel safe.
No, she is not going to cry.
After a moment, she gently pulls back, rubbing the inner corner of her eye with a fingertip. It comes away smudged with makeup and maybe a little bit of blood.
"I need to take a shower. Wash off the Magister's funk."
She glances over at Jemma.
"Keep an eye on her? And don't try anything funny."
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No, she is not going to cry.
After a moment, she gently pulls back, rubbing the inner corner of her eye with a fingertip. It comes away smudged with makeup
and maybe a little bit of blood."I need to take a shower. Wash off the Magister's funk."
She glances over at Jemma.
"Keep an eye on her? And don't try anything funny."
She punctuates this with a poke to his chest.