[She wants to dive back in to that afterglow - the way they could both just flirt and kiss and hold each-other, with no thought to the aftermath of their own actions. But... no. She doesn't want that for Mercy. She cares about Mercy - Mercy isn't just an escapist fantasy, she's Aelwyn's best friend in the universe, and they both hurt eachother.]
As much as I'd love to ravish you and not leave this bedroom for another forty eight hours... It seems like we both earned some marks from our... first kiss. We should probably, um, address that.
[She holds up her hands, and the black veins woven into them. They're still functional, but the sensation in them is dulled, like the flesh is dead. Then, with those same hands she traces her fingers over Mercy's scar.]
Desolation for you. The End for me. [She sighs.] Caduceus would have been helpful for times like this. I'm not a cleric. They don't seem dangerous though, just... scars. [Badges of honor. Maybe Mercy won't see it that way but...]
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As much as I'd love to ravish you and not leave this bedroom for another forty eight hours... It seems like we both earned some marks from our... first kiss. We should probably, um, address that.
[She holds up her hands, and the black veins woven into them. They're still functional, but the sensation in them is dulled, like the flesh is dead. Then, with those same hands she traces her fingers over Mercy's scar.]
Desolation for you. The End for me. [She sighs.] Caduceus would have been helpful for times like this. I'm not a cleric. They don't seem dangerous though, just... scars. [Badges of honor. Maybe Mercy won't see it that way but...]