DA Kiss Week- Injury
'Coin clutched between his gloved fingers, desperate to get her warm, to hear her make any noise, to know that she's alive and loud and herself again. He barely registered the kiss to her temple, so consumed by the fresh and open scars on her nose. Even with so many in the small tent, busy expelling energy and mana to warm and heal Aminat, he felt no embarrassment at the overt display of affection. Already entwined with her as Cullen was, nothing was amiss- all of Haven had long known the two had a great love between them, easy and familiar despite the many heated scuffles and arguments. And the realization chokes him. More than the love he shared for everyone in Haven, his closest friends and troops, he knew he loved Aminat in the very singular way he'd been running away from his whole life. The evidence was everywhere-his battered and numb hands from digging her out, the breath frozen in his chest, the stinging sensation around his wet eyes.'
