It only took Kara a second to realize when she woke up, that she was in Hallbjorn's arms. He felt better then she imagined. His strong arms held her tight to his muscular chest, the heat of his body keeping her toasty warm in the blankets. Even his hair warmed her, the silkiness of it feeling decadent against her skin.<br/><br/>She didn't open her eyes at first, because the urge to nestle against his chest and stay in bed with him just as they were was so powerful. Though this morning her rising sexual need was absent, at least for the moment, Kara realized that she wanted Hallbjorn. Her Berserker had stolen a piece of her heart the first night, when he lit a candle for her.<br/><br/>When she tilted her head back to meet his gaze though, she could read nothing in his eyes. Perhaps she should have felt embarrassed that she'd dragged him into her bed last night, but she could not summon that emotion. What she felt with him was too perfect. At least, it would have been if she could understand what he was feeling.<br/><br/>Kara rubbed her eyes, then gave Hallbjorn a chagrined look. “I did, and thank you. But what shall we do about my continuing to rob you of your sleep?”<br/><br/>He had fought so hard last night that she felt bad about waking him from his sleep last night. Kara suspected that Hallbjorn had not gone back to sleep, because he looked entirely too alert at the moment. It would be like him to watch over her while she slept. But he needed his rest, especially after being injured-<br/><br/>She gasped and pulled back from him, only then realizing that the scent of blood was much fresher then it should have been. Kara's fingers reached out to touch the soaked through bandages on his chest. “Oh, Hallbjorn. I'm so sorry. This is my fault.”<br/><br/>The sight of blood on her nightshirt was of no consequence next to the knowledge that his wounds must have reopened. If he'd slept peacefully through the night, they would not have reopened. She took the blame for his pain upon herself, and the misery she felt at causing him any showed in her eyes.<br/><br/>“What can I do to make it better?” She whispered in a voice choked with emotion.