His gentle words about Oliver made her smile, and she couldn’t help but inch her body closer to him. She could feel his body heat, and it comforted her in this moment, easing her mind and soul. She breathed him in before looking up to him, giving him a soft smile as he leaned down. Again, their lips touched, and a jolt of electricity was sent through her, sending chills up and down her spine. This kiss was gentle, but full of equal passion. When the broke away she waited for him to get settled, but she kept her distance in case he wanted some space. Kissing her was one thing, but sleeping next to her was another, she thought.<br/><br/>However, when he ran his fingertips across her back, she closed her eyes and let out a long breath. It felt... really really nice. It was a strange feeling as well, she’d never had anyone touch her scar before, she wasn’t sure how to feel about it but after a moment, she got had to it. She wondered for awhile if he would ask, but then, he did. She cleared her throat, her eyes fluttering open half way as she glanced up. She sighed softly, taking a deep breath before reaching to the hem of her shirt, pulling it up her chest until it only covered her shoulders, giving him view of most of the mark.<br/><br/>“It happened on a run that I did with Oliver. It was about a week after a rather large raid on our town, Oliver lost something that day. He was boiling and his mind clouded with vengeance, and on our way back we got jumped by a small group. They weren’t difficult to fight off but at one point, they somehow got Oliver to the ground. I didn’t have leverage over them so, as one of them lifted their sword, I stepped In front to shield him. He got me at my hip, and swung full to my shoulder. I’m not too sure what happened after but all I know is Oliver carried me back as I bled, barely made it in time to save me. That was only a handful of months ago, I haven’t ran since just because I’ve been recovering, which is one of the reasons why he didn’t want me going yesterday.”<br/><br/>Her eyes were misty, but she blinked and played it off. “The man who did it was our uncle, he was never a good man. I couldn't walk for awhile, but obviously I’m fine now.” She shrugged, glancing up to him. Some may think she earned it on some act of heroism, or some dangerous mission, but she was simply protecting her brother. “Nothing cool or anything, just another day on the job.” She laughed softly. “It’s weird, is still sensitive if you trace it, but numb at the same time.”