Gods, she's beaten half to hells. I'll have to work on her more later, maybe bring Ariel out..., he thought as he examined her still-considerable injuries. He heard her voice pushing through his racing thoughts, insisting on his attention. His brow furrowed. Stay here?
His eyes flew wide and he took a half step back and said, "Absolutely not!" Then, stepping toward her once again, more calmly, he spoke in a soft voice. "Miss Joz, you're not nearly safe enough here. Styrmsthal will have you off and hidden as soon as tomorrow." He sighed and took another step, examining the painful looking results of her abuse, deep and dark and malevolent even while partly healed. He breathed deeply and his face was once again set. Not calm exactly, but steely, a focused tension, the wildness of the minutes prior beginning to give way to the weight of his calculating aspect. "But first, I need you to tell me who did this to you."
His eyes flew wide and he took a half step back and said, "Absolutely not!" Then, stepping toward her once again, more calmly, he spoke in a soft voice. "Miss Joz, you're not nearly safe enough here. Styrmsthal will have you off and hidden as soon as tomorrow." He sighed and took another step, examining the painful looking results of her abuse, deep and dark and malevolent even while partly healed. He breathed deeply and his face was once again set. Not calm exactly, but steely, a focused tension, the wildness of the minutes prior beginning to give way to the weight of his calculating aspect. "But first, I need you to tell me who did this to you."
