Lunamor

Edit: I got ninja’d, great minds! Gods guide you, Hadvar. @The cheeseman

Still alive, prisoner? Keep close to me if you want to stay that way.

Eventually, Jenny’s cheek started to feel wet. She pulled back and touched it with her hand. Her fingers came back scarlet red. The blood on Edgar’s shirt was expanding. ”Are you bleeding?” He didn’t seem to be in pain, but it felt so real.

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Lunamor nodded and shuffled to the kitchen and back, fetching his order. The stew was scooped out of the large vat simmering in the center. He grabbed a spare rag in case the man’s blood ended up making a mess.

“You’re amazing too.” Jenny’s voice sounded almost weak, in a way. She still didn’t open her eyes.

Jenny hugged Edgar back, feeling his chest rise and fall. She blinked, and suddenly his shirt was covered in blood. She promptly shut her eyes again, not wanting to see that. It wasn’t real, she knew that. It had happened before, though. It could happen again.

Jenny nodded. Edgar would stay safe. None of what they were doing was safe, though. She’d need to help protect him, too. She nearly squeezed his hand more, but she didn’t want to break it. “Thank you.”

Lunamor looked the man up and down, sighing. He wasn’t looking forwards to cleaning up more blood. He retrieved some of the emergency bandages he kept under the bar; people had been stabbed enough in his restaurant to warrant having them. He shuffled over and handed them to the man. ”Here things are paid for in stories. Boot cake is cake flavored like a boot. It uses real, all-natural boots.” “You are welcome.” Hopefully the woman would return sometime soon.

“I’m just…worried. Normally danger doesn’t phase me, but I think that’s because there hasn’t been anyone I cared enough about to be terrified for in years. I’ve come close to losing you already, and it’s only going to get more dangerous from here.” Jenny put her ear against Edgar’s chest, listening to his heartbeat. It sounded strong, not weak like it had before. She’d need to make sure it stayed that way.

Suddenly, Jenny realized something. When she had met Edgar, she’d become afraid of death for the first time in a long time. She had always respected it, but it hasn’t terrified her. Now, she was scared that it would take Edgar from her- it had already nearly succeeded multiple times. It felt wrong for a child of death to be afraid of it. He’s making you a coward. She subconsciously grabbed Edgar’s hand, holding it tightly.

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That surprised Jenny. No one wanted to talk to her. It made sense, though. He hadn’t shooed her away when she’d dumped poisonous flower ash on his hands. “I didn’t think anything like this was possible for me. Until that taxi ride, when you didn’t stop leaning on me, I’d never even considered something like this. I’d just assumed you wouldn’t like me in the same way. It still feels like you’re way outta my league.” She tilted her head. ”You’ve got good taste, though, so that’s starting to make me think a little bit otherwise.” She chuckled softly.

“No, it’s ok! And I kind of knew about you before. I vaguely recognized you, but didn’t know your name.” It was an odd question to ask, but an interesting one. ”Did you know I existed?” He probably did. She was Jenny, the weird Hades girl who always drew the wrong kind of attention.

“I don’t think I’m going to be focused enough for that anymore.” Jenny officially had a boyfriend now. She hadn’t even had a friend less than a week ago. This had been unimaginable. It was a shock to her system in the best kind of way.

“Oh! Um, yes! If you want? I want… um… that.” Jenny turned red. It appeared that Edgar’s blush was contagious. Internally, her brain was melting down. This was a lot. Hopefully she was saying the right thing.

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“What is it?” Why was he blushing more? Was he embarrassed? Jenny quit throwing Sword, sheathing it for the moment.

They were now likely both too distracted to make any more progress in training. Jenny didn’t mind that at all. She was just happy to spend time with Edgar. She was very glad that Aaron had been too tired to train with them. Her aim was slightly off for the first time as she kept stealing glances at him.