Something Creative (One-on-One)

“Seriously,” she said quietly, shaking her head. “I don’t know what I would have done without you.”

 

She gave him a small smile.

“Do you want a Sprite?”

 

She grinned before heading for the fridge, leaving the door open for him.

 

Her apartment was still rough, but the rubble had been swept up, and she passed the couch as she headed for the kitchen.

"It's good to see you. I was worried you were mad at me."

 

"Was it a difficult fight?" she asked, bringing him a Sprite and sitting next to him.

 

"Thank you for standing up for me," she said after a moment, pulling her knees to her chest. "I know that must have been hard to stand up to your guildmates."

 

"Thank you," she said, taking a sip of her Sprite. "Seriously. I'd be dead if it wasn't for you."

 

"My cut is healing," she said, gesturing to her neck. "Soon I won't look so badass."

 

"Mm. Maybe it'll scar. That'd be cool."

 

She kicked him playfully, her eyes bright.

"I look cool with battle wounds!"