M-Just let by gones be by gones
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She looked across at the drowsy man, cocking her head to the side at his welcoming. She tentatively walked in, more shy and meek than she ever usually was. Without Teddy around she felt exposed, before she had gotten along by using fear, now she couldn’t remember how to act, how to convey that when everything about her had been shattered.

Demi walked up to him placing the jeans beside him “Late wedding present, I was sick and couldn’t be there, I’m sorry” she said lightly before standing to her full height and looking him over.

She knelt down using a soft touch along his ribs, pushing in and checking how they were healing.

“How does your ribs feel Alaki? Are you breathing better? And what in the world did you pick a fight with?” she asked finally. He hadn’t been conscious enough when she had treated him for her to ask, but she assumed it was something large and blunt that he was on the receiving end of. What ever he had pissed off was surely someone he didn’t need to visit again. At least she hoped he wouldn’t, she didn’t want to see him in that condition again. Her hands sufficiently examined his chest, before patting him and smiling.

“Your healing just fine, should be back to your old self soon. Just be careful, ribs still seem to be healing.”


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