Valdis closes her eyes, tiredness starting to take over.
“I have not known what I am for some time. An Angel of Death? A Hellhound? Somehow both and neither at once.”
The title she could claim feels too wrong. To call herself something she hates even if it would fit.
“But either way, I would not have come to you if I believed you would take advantage of me. Not only would you not risk my wrath, or Max’s, you actually care about me.”
She’s already said that, but it bears repeating, if only to allow it to sink in for both of them.
“Which is probably why I trust you to guard me while I recover and ensure Max knows I am alright.”
She had left them all so suddenly and hidden herself until she couldn’t stand it any longer.
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“I have not known what I am for some time. An Angel of Death? A Hellhound? Somehow both and neither at once.”
The title she could claim feels too wrong. To call herself something she hates even if it would fit.
“But either way, I would not have come to you if I believed you would take advantage of me. Not only would you not risk my wrath, or Max’s, you actually care about me.”
She’s already said that, but it bears repeating, if only to allow it to sink in for both of them.
“Which is probably why I trust you to guard me while I recover and ensure Max knows I am alright.”
She had left them all so suddenly and hidden herself until she couldn’t stand it any longer.
“It could be a few days.”