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kasumi goto。 ([personal profile] stealwithit) wrote in [community profile] alnifolia 2015-04-21 05:23 pm (UTC)

[ Peter doesn't know, but she was there when the medics were stitching him up. Or rather, she was in the next room over, completely awake and aware and adrenaline barely pumping as the medics worked to extract the shards of metal embedded in her leg, having insisted that the dwindling supply of anesthetics were better put to use on people with graver injuries. So she'd heard when Peter awoke, heard him screaming her name, and it broke her heart. If she could have been right there at his side, she would have. She would've made sure she was the first damn thing he'd see when he came to, to let him know that she's here, alive and in one piece, somewhat.

But she couldn't, so she's trying to make up for it by personally overseeing his recovery in spite of her own injuries. When he's awake, she tries to stay awake, too. When he's resting, she's there, watching and holding his hand, making sure nothing's wrong, or she drifts to sleep herself and wakes up with her hand still wrapped around Peter's and her head resting on her arm on the bed, the rest of her body apparently having slumped over in her seat. Between all of this, they haven't had much time to actually talk.

Now, she turns in her seat, putting the bandages and other things back into the kit given to them by the medics, but offers him a tired smile when she turns back. ]


You need to not move around so much, dude. Doctor's orders. I'm fine over here.

[ But don't worry, Peter. She can be convinced. ]

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