Alone They Are Broken, Together They Love
“Alsoomse?” He asked tentatively as he saw her cringe and look down at her arm. He frowned a bit, noticing that it had swelled since he had cleaned it. Perhaps he would see if one of the surgeons in the camp could take a look at it. Grimacing, he knew that she would fight him on it, but he was no doctor and it was better for them to look at it. “Are you okay?” She would lie to him of course, and he wished she wouldn’t, but that was part of her, she didn’t want him to worry. Connor just wished she would understand it hurt him a bit when she lied to him, especially about things such as these.
She looked up at him as he asked her if she was okay, letting out a deep sigh, she knew better than to try and fake this one. “It hurts,” she said softly as she looked back down at her arm. “But not terribly,” she said sarcastically in hopes she would reassure him. “You sure you want to spend the rest of your life looking at this injury? I can tell it is going to scar,” she said with a bit of disappointment. It would just add to the many others that she had on her body. Shaking her head, a smirk curled to her lips, “I still cannot believe you asked me, are you sure you really want to Connor?” She asked sincerely as she looked up to him once more.