@perdicium , 11. one muse who is usually antagonistic finds the other muse injured and ends up helping them.
she isn’t one who typically goes out of her way to be outside of her home, let alone do anything that would be considered a risk. but somehow, the blonde managed to hurt herself in the process, taking a wrong turn and feeling the panic set in prior to actually feeling her ankle twist. she slid down the gully and bit back a pained noise to keep herself from being caught and by the time she finally lands on solid ground it’s too late. if selene even attempted to bear weight on it she’d only end up making things worse.
out of nowhere, she seems to recognize the figure who makes their way over towards her and she couldn’t be more relieved. “ talk about perfect timing. ” she tries to call out but it sounds strained as she shifts to try and stand. “ it’s fine —- barely a scrape, ” she lies, trying to play it off but even she knows better than to lie about something like this. while it was probably a sprain, she also accepted the truth of the situation: 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐲𝐨𝐮.
letting out a sigh of defeat, she finally allows him to help. “ seriously though . . . you’re always nearby, ready to help at the drop of a hat. ” there was a comparison to superman on her tongue, but she chooses to leave it where it was. he wasn’t a hero, at least, she didn’t get that impression from him. but in a moment of terror or trouble, he’s there. he’s always appearing, regardless of the disaster she found herself in. “ have i said ‘ thank you ’, yet? ”