❛ i think you had a nightmare … you seemed upset . ❜ @soulpainted
there was a reason why she didn't sleep much -- aside from the obvious. constantly working was a truth but it was also an EXCUSE, an escape. her dreams were rarely ever peaceful. and she never intended for someone else to witness it, to SEE her in such a way. always the composed one. but here she was, a light sheen of sweat lining her forehead and heart rabbiting in her chest. she took in a quick breath through her mouth, held it.
"it was nothing." a lie. funny how she had always hated when HE lied to her, but now it was her turn to keep some things to herself. a hand rose, shakier than she'd like it to be, a rubbed the back of her neck in an effort to self soothe. it was the beach again. the FUCKING beach. the other expeditioners covered in blood, telling her over and over again how it was her fault. it was all her fault. fuck.
"i should..." should go. should walk it off. should kick herself for allowing herself to put her guard down low enough for something like this to slip through the cracks so that he could SEE. eyes finally found their way to him, soft and exhausted. "i'm sorry. go back to sleep -- i'm... it won't happen again. i promise."