She closed her eyes and held her breath as she saw the washcloth nearing her. A few gasps and he was done. She was relieved as he pulled away and started talking. What he said had her stifling back laughter. It was just funny for her, to think of him reinventing anything like that. Seeing how gentle he could be with her. Though she had witnessed him beating on her father... it just didn't seem<em>like</em>him. She wondered if there was ever a time he wasn't as such.<br/><br/>She tried to get back some memories of their childhood, but couldn't manage with him taking care of her hands. She closed her eyes even tighter then, as the cuts were bigger there than on her cheek. She jerked her hands away several times as she wasn't sure if she could take anymore, but eventually let him anyways. She looked to him curiously as soon as she was able, and frowned. She should have thought how the subject might be sensitive before... She was about to tell him he didn't have to give her the story, when he started reeling it to her.<br/><br/>She sat listening intently. She felt horrible for thinking she ever had it hard after hearing his life laid out before her. Clearly there was a lot more suffering out there than just her own. How could she have been so narrow minded to think otherwise? She felt bad again when she heard how Rattler treated him. She was thinking he wasn't all the wise one as well. She shouldn't have assumed as much because of his speech. She leaned in towards him and gave him a firm hug. Kissing him on the cheek before pushing herself back.<br/><br/>"Thank you Conda. For talking to me. For telling me all that. I really appreciate it." She said, giving him a kind smile as her eyes flickered in the light. She cupped his chin for a moment before returning her hands to her sides. "You're a much better man than I gave you credit for initially. I hope to know you better, so don't be shy, all right?" She said as she wiped a couple of stray tears away.<br/><br/>Taking a deep breath she nodded to him. "You're right." She hopped off of the counter and walked towards the door. "You take care of yourself, let me know if you need anything." She said with another smile, never wavering from the brightness it gave off from before. She felt she owed him something. She wasn't sure how she would be able to repay him, or if she would at all, but she wanted to put it out there.<br/><br/>She exited the room and went back down the hall. Looking up the stairs, she sighed. She really didn't want to have to go all the way back up. She just wanted to be in the room already. She rolled the sheet into a ball and started on up. Going at her own pace instead of running as she thought of doing. Eventually she landed at the top of the stairs. When at last she was in the room, she felt a small breeze rolling in from the window. Though her directive was to climb in bed, she decided the least she could do was cover the hole. The best way of doing it for now was just to fill the hole back up with the sheet. Doing so carefully, she tucked it into the crack. Then she rushed towards the bed. Pulling the blankets up firmly around her, she thought of how she wished there was a fire. For now though, this would have to do.<br/><br/>Though things weren't as perfect as she hoped after what she'd done, they were something she could cope with. She was far too tired to put up any more fight anyways. With that, she fell into a deep sleep.