Lydia looked in trance at the remaining orcs that ran for their lives, leaving her and her destroyed bar behind. She was still bound to the bar, her body halfnaked and her head hurting from the loud smack the orc had given her just mere seconds before. Suddenly out of nowhere she woke up from her trance as she could feel the claws of Jack gently undressing her from the trap she had created. The bounds of the jacket to the bar that kept her tied to her own building she looked up at his rugged from. She couldn't help it, her first reaction was that of fear, crawling back against the wooden bars she was tied to as she feared for her life, seeing his terrifying form as a monster, rather the man that had loved her for the first time. And she felt disgust, not because of him, but because of herself, being so embarrassed about her reaction she stood up straight and faced him again, with a look in her eyes that could kill Jack if he tried to confront her with the fact of how she had reacted. She was a stubborn woman, and he was certainly not going to tell her that she was scared of him, she was scared of no one after all!<br/><br/>Lifting up her hand, her fingers trembled softly as she tried to stroke his cheek, in a gentle soft way to feel the rugged hairs of his fur. She was taken aback by how soft he felt, how soft something so strong and terrifying could feel. Upon hearing his concerning question she just merely answered to him.<br/><br/><span style="color: DarkSlateBlue">"Think so.. Yeah"</span><br/><br/>And felt the back of her head, a soft sticky substance coated her fingertips as she crawled her fingers trough her hair. She was bleeding, and as she licked her lips to look up at the man that had saved her life she just broke down and cried, to exhausted to explain anything anymore. Her whole body shivered as she pressed her naked form against his furry chest, seeking out the warmth his arms could bring her. Safety she had never felt before, when the only one she could depend on was herself, and nobody else was there to protect her. She loved it in his arms, it could make her feel weak, make her feel like a girl again. Something she hadn't felt like in years..<br/><br/><span style="color: DarkSlateBlue">"T-thank you.."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>