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[bright_burning]

It's a while later that she returns to the apartment. A long while

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[_to_the_bone]

"Come in," he says, speaking completely confidently and normally, but with an undsiguisable tremor in his tone that he can't quite swallow.

[bright_burning]

She enters, after a second, closing the door quietly behind her. The click of it shutting still sounds too loud, and she's tense as she takes another step forward.

"Are you all right?"

[_to_the_bone]

"Of course" not.

He looks up, and he has ice on the back of his head, where he fell when that thing- Jack. Frost. It. -tried to speak to him.

"Oh, you're hurt."

He fights to stand, and the world spins distressingly.

[bright_burning]

"I'm okay," she says, and winces at the sight of him holding the ice to his head, moving forward and then hesitating before reaching out.

"May I see?"