Valdis sighs softly, even in her bloody haze she did recall saying that and his note that he would like to revisit it. It only seems fair, after asking him to push her so hard to explain what she meant.

“If you saw what happened with Max then it shouldn’t be hard you guess what Fenrir did to me. Not just then, but after, when he tried to destroy me a second time. It’s fairly unnatural to wish to be touched like that when you have experienced such non consensual violence.”

She turns under the sheets to look at him as he sits there.

“And yet the only scars I bear are the ones inside my soul and the one made by the very weapon I wield.”