[He specifically uses that name so she can trust it's really him and not an imposter. His hand finds her's and squeezes. These injuries--the bite marks!--make him so sick. His trigger finger itches to go find that fucking cougar bastard. But he doesn't. She needs someone she can trust at her side right now more than he needs petty revenge.]
Don't try to move too much yet. You're in my cabin. Arthur found you, he got you here and I helped stop the bleeding. You're very injured and you need to take it easy. Don't try to open your eyes right now, let swelling go down first.
[He doesn't want her to panic, so he's specifically playing down the injury to her eyes. They don't know for sure yet how bad it is, so no need to speculate.]
I can give you some pain medication. Think you can swallow it?
[When he uses that name she trusts at once that it's him, and that they're alone. Safe place. She squeezes his hand, tensing with the effort, but her grip is weak.]
I can. You help me sit up and I can. [She's already proven she can't do that on her own right now.]
I thought I was dying. [There's a dim horror to the words. Some people trapped aboard this ship have died often enough that they can almost speak lightly of it. Not Ari. It has never happened to her; she clings to life no matter how dire the circumstance.] We had a contract. He wasn't meant to hurt me. [Take the word out of it and it's not that she expected Siffleur to elevate contract law like a Tradeliner; it's that he promised something, and he betrayed her.]
He said. He said- [Whatever he said will have to wait, as she begins to cough, her shoulders shaking.]
[He slides an arm behind her back to help lift her to an upright position.]
That bastard... the next time I see him it'll be real temping to skin him alive for what he's done to you. So much for that integrity everyone always goes on about.
[Why do so many people trust that damn cannibal? He's jarred out of his angry thoughts by her coughing.]
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Date: 2024-01-23 09:18 pm (UTC)[He specifically uses that name so she can trust it's really him and not an imposter. His hand finds her's and squeezes. These injuries--the bite marks!--make him so sick. His trigger finger itches to go find that fucking cougar bastard. But he doesn't. She needs someone she can trust at her side right now more than he needs petty revenge.]
Don't try to move too much yet. You're in my cabin. Arthur found you, he got you here and I helped stop the bleeding. You're very injured and you need to take it easy. Don't try to open your eyes right now, let swelling go down first.
[He doesn't want her to panic, so he's specifically playing down the injury to her eyes. They don't know for sure yet how bad it is, so no need to speculate.]
I can give you some pain medication. Think you can swallow it?
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Date: 2024-01-23 09:44 pm (UTC)I can. You help me sit up and I can. [She's already proven she can't do that on her own right now.]
I thought I was dying. [There's a dim horror to the words. Some people trapped aboard this ship have died often enough that they can almost speak lightly of it. Not Ari. It has never happened to her; she clings to life no matter how dire the circumstance.] We had a contract. He wasn't meant to hurt me. [Take the word out of it and it's not that she expected Siffleur to elevate contract law like a Tradeliner; it's that he promised something, and he betrayed her.]
He said. He said- [Whatever he said will have to wait, as she begins to cough, her shoulders shaking.]
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Date: 2024-02-01 02:15 am (UTC)[He slides an arm behind her back to help lift her to an upright position.]
That bastard... the next time I see him it'll be real temping to skin him alive for what he's done to you. So much for that integrity everyone always goes on about.
[Why do so many people trust that damn cannibal? He's jarred out of his angry thoughts by her coughing.]
Hey, hey, take it easy. Here, drink this.
[He holds out a cup of water to her.]