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Willa

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Her entire body jolted as he stepped back into the room, her gaze wide with fear and her heart pitching in her chest. The dress hit her in the face and she grabbed it, her brow furrowing at his demands but she dared not refuse them. Pointlessly, she tried to keep herself covered by the blankets as she gingerly pulled the dress over her head, wincing at the various aches, pains and stings she felt at even the slightest of movements.

She wasn't sure how well she'd be able to walk, her leg had caused enough issues already, but she didn't offer any argument, she couldn't wait to get out of this room. It took her a moment to get the dress on, and her body trembled as she attempted to get herself to her feet, but she failed miserably and fought back tears as she fell back onto her leg.
 
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Rhist wasn't watching her, standing over by the oh so familiar desk and preparing something inside of a small mortar and pestle.

When she let out her small whimper of pain Rhist looked back towards her, frowning for just a moment as he regarded the objects in his hands. For a few more seconds he continued doing what he was, and then he turned on his heel.

Without a word he stepped towards her, putting one hand on her hip and then setting down the mortar on the bed.

"Hold still." He told her.

His hand reached out, pulling up her dress to reveal the wound.
 
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The moment he stepped toward her she pulled herself back into the corner, her trembling hands wrapping around herself defensively and a quiet whimper escaping her lips as he reached for her dress. Even as she realised what he was doing she looked away, doing exactly as he asked of her (aside the constant shaking- she wasn't sure she'd ever managed to be entirely still again whilst she still lived.)

Her eyes closed after a brief glance to the mortar on the bed, and she pressed her tremulous knuckles to her lips anxiously.
 
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The bandage that had been wrapped around on her thigh was slipped away, her festering wound showing itself as red and yellow.

A frown touched Rhist's lips.

The knife had not been a dirty one, but perhaps he should not have left the wound untreated for so long. He was about to open his mouth to offer a token apology, but realized it was rather pointless. His hand reached out and grasped her thigh with a surprising softness.

After a few seconds he took the mixture from the mortar, dabbing some on his fingers and slowly applying it to the wound.

Willa would feel a pain as he touched her, and then a soothing numbness wash over the injury.
 

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Willa bit down on her lip as he removed the bandages and she spared a glance down at the wound with a grimace. Her body went rigid as he touched the salve to the festering flesh and she let out a quiet whine against her knuckles, her eyes squeezing shut for a moment, but as it began to numb she slowly eased. Her eyes blinked open and she looked down at his hand with a frown at how contrastingly gentle he was and she sighed in reprieve of the pain as her injury was soothed.

She stared at him for a moment, holding back words of thanks and clenching her jaw as she looked away in silence.
 
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"The salve will help with the pain and healing." Rhist said the words in that same dead tone he always seemed to hold when it came to speaking.

Though perhaps that was a good thing. The last time he had spoken with any emotion had not been pleasant for her. His gaze flickered up at her for a moment as he applied more of the salve, watching to make sure it worked.

"I'll need to apply it again in a few hours." He told her. "And you should make sure to favor your other leg."

As he finished Rhist began to tie a new bandage around the now dressed wound. "But we won't be going far today."
 

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She didn't move, nor acknowledge his words of advice, she simple stared at an empty spot on the floor for a long moment before a frown creased at her brow and she parted her lips to speak.

She stopped herself and bit down on her lip a little harder than necessary, a reminder to keep her questions locked behind her teeth. They were pointless anyway. What did it matter where they were going or how far? She was an object being transported, a lamb being led to slaughter. She'd already found out just how useless her words were. Her voice was as broken as her spirit, neither of which she was sure she'd ever have any use of again.

Her arms wrapped around herself, but it made no difference, they didn't offer her comfort, nor heat. She lifted her gaze to her cloak that was draped over the end of the bed and looked back to him in mute question.
 
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The girl glanced over towards the cloak for a brief moment and Rhist nodded. "Yes, but it on. Hood up.
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Rhist very much doubted that anyone would recognize her, but the passage he'd booked it would be best it no one asked any questions about her bruises and the like. Her face contained a blotch as large as his fist, and it would take only one good samaritan asking what had happened for it to all collapse.

He didn't want to kill more people if he could avoid it.

Not out of any moral reasons of course. One more lost life wouldn't blemish his soul any more than it already was. Yet every body left In His wake was another reason for someone to object or come after him. That was the last thing he needed. "Come on
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He gestured as he finished binding the wound.

"We're leaving." Rhist said as he stood and buckled on his blades on the small of his back.
 

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Willa lifted her eyes to him as he stood but said nothing, her lips pressed tightly together as she ran her gaze over the blades he attached to himself. She wondered if he intended on binding her wrists again, but the thought of trying to run now was far more of a gamble than it had been before, not now that she knew just how well he lived up to his promise of being true monster. It'd been a lesson hard learned, and one that she wouldn't forget. Her body ached as she pulled herself gingerly to her feet and moved with a frailty to collect her cloak which she pulled around her shoulders with a wince and brought her hood up obediently.

She hugged the cloak tightly to her, trying to soak even the tiniest bit of comfort from it as she could, a little warmth perhaps, or at the very least it added another layer of clothing to cover her. With her head bowed she stood by the door, her weight shifted to her right leg, waiting for him to move before she'd dare do so herself.
 
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Rhist shifted the cloak on his own shoulders for a moment, and then nodded his head as if concluding something in his head.

He did not look at the mirror in the corner of the room, did not even give it a second glance as he motioned towards Willa to follow. The dilapidated Inn had not changed in the least over the last night save for the steady sound of dripping water echoing from somewhere down the hall.

A couple was arguing in another of the roams, the sound of snoring could be heard, but other than that it seemed most people were still fast asleep. "This way."

Rhist said as he passed the small doorway that would lead into the common room and instead headed for another small door in the back of the hall. There he popped open a latch, pressing open an exit that lead into and alleyway.