Rykon
Five Thousand Club
Aredin was shrugging the acid off his skin as Darian approached. Even with the slight bit of pain, he chuckled at being tended to. "The last time we fought side by side we kept getting separated and you were injured, both by the Hunt and before by our reformed assailant. Why on earth wouldn't I cover for you? You mean far more to me than anything else I'd have to lose Darian." Taking his shirt, he'd soak the bulk of the caustic blood in it then toss it aside to the ground letting it shatter into motes of fading sunlight.
Still smiling, he gave her a gentle hug and a kiss once he was sure there would be no more damage done. "I told you that I'd take care of you to the end, that I'll have your back to the end. I meant it... Now, are you ok?"
Still smiling, he gave her a gentle hug and a kiss once he was sure there would be no more damage done. "I told you that I'd take care of you to the end, that I'll have your back to the end. I meant it... Now, are you ok?"