When his hand dropped from her side, she immediately missed the warmth that she felt, the cold air making her shiver. When they were close, she could feel the heat radiating from him, and she enjoyed it immensely. Though, all good things come to an end eventually, but she found herself wanting more. She knew that she had to take her time, that pushing herself too far too fast could backfire and leave her two steps behind, but she almost didn’t care. He was becoming more comfortable, as well, though his initial uncomfort she decided was due to lack of experience.<br/><br/>As he stumbled over his words, his cheeks tinting pink, she couldn’t help but stifle a laugh at his attempts to collect himself from his misspoken words. She bit her thumb, her eyebrows raised as he spoke, amused. “What, you won’t give me a bath?” At this point she just wanted to toy with him further, it wasn’t very often he showed such emotion. Plus, it was a bit fun to do. “I’m kidding, I know what you meant,” she assured with a warm smile. “That sounds like a lot of trouble though.” She would honestly do anything to wash off at this point, she had dirt and dried blood that she wouldn’t mind scrubbing off.<br/><br/>As the full toll of the previous day began to register in her body, she found it a bit difficult to breath. When she had fallen off the shed, she landed on her side and a nasty bruise had formed across her ribcage and back. Taking deep breaths was difficult, she wouldn’t be surprised if she had broken something in there but, not much to do about it. Her leg wasn’t giving her as much trouble, though it was sore, but she could handle it. If she was honest, her entire body was in pain, but she never complained of it. She sat down slowly, wincing a bit as she watched him do whatever it was he was doing. She enjoyed watching him, he seemed more at peace when he had something to use his mind for.<br/><br/>She knew that whenever she healed, she needed to make her way back to the East Side. She wouldn’t stop until he paid , it was encoded in her head at this point. She wasn’t sure if it was a good idea to get so close to Arc, or so have him get so close to her, since there was a large possibility of death on her account. She wore a slight look of worry as she zoned out, hugging her jacket to her body. It had crossed her mind a couple times to give up on revenge to stay here, she still had a big decision to make.<br/><br/>~<br/><br/>Later that night, as the sun set over the barren canyons, the chill began to creep through the walls of the plane, biting at Madison’s skin. She decided to put on a long sleeve shirt that she had taken from her time at the East Side to dull the chill. She grabbed her bag from the floor and duh through it, pulling out a grey long sleeve shirt that went past her knees. It wasn’t her shirt, she had taken it, so it was rather large.<br/><br/>“I’m going to change,” she gave Arc a small smile before walking off to the ‘bedroom’, looking to make sure she would have some privacy before carefully, painfully, pulling her current shirt over her head. She set it on the bed and rolled her shoulder bac, a deep purple bruise running from her right shoulder, to nearly her midback, and over her ribcage. Falling from a large height was nasty enough, but being dragged down by a giant mutant dog was a whole other monster. She gently prodded the skin, wincing before gently pulling her long sleeve over her body. The sleeves went past her hands, and the hem reached past her knees, but it was rather warm so she didn’t particularly care. Once she was done, she walked out and stuffed her other shirt into her bag, taking out a brush (which she had also taken) and running it through her chestnut hair.