During the long week of his unconsciousness, while he had been helpless and vulnerable, she had taken liberties that went far beyond the typical care one provided to an injured person.
Jack's pride manifested as a simple statement of fact, his voice steady despite the physical weakness that still gripped his body.
"You took liberties."
"I did!" Faye agreed, her enthusiasm somehow undimmed by the potential for rejection or anger. She leaned closer, her divine green aura creating a subtle shimmer around her form. "And you didn't even wake up! Your body just responded, and it was so amazing, and I felt so useful taking care of you, and I got to see how strong you are, and..."
The sound of footsteps cut through her breathless explanation like a blade.
Their footsteps were slow and steady, like someone who'd been standing still for ages and was just now deciding to move.
