[ When Kylo moves to wander outside, it falls to Octavia to hover in the interim. Never mind that she's still sore, the wound on her back freshly healed and scarred over — rubbing uncomfortably against the back of the chair she's taken up at Rey's side.
Vigilant, watchful, and unnecessarily so — but Octavia knows what will happen if they're found here, and who they'll choose to target in the chaos. Rey doesn't deserve that fate; even a few moments with her have solidified she's a better person, better than most Octavia comes across. Maybe even too good for Morningstar, Octavia thinks bitterly, for what she's been through.
She's taken an interest in a less than fascinating spot on the wall when she sees Rey stirring, shifting to get up. Octavia's eyes move, betraying none of the concern she harbors, despite the question that comes out of her mouth. ]
Shouldn't you stay in bed? [ This is how nursing someone back to help works in her mind ? ? ? She's no good at it, she knows; Clarke would be an improvement over Octavia, but like hell she'd trust Clarke with this when Octavia barely trusts herself with it. ] You're still safe. The UNA hasn't found us. [ That bears repeating, especially when it's followed by, ] Go back to sleep.
new prague ..... ish ......
Vigilant, watchful, and unnecessarily so — but Octavia knows what will happen if they're found here, and who they'll choose to target in the chaos. Rey doesn't deserve that fate; even a few moments with her have solidified she's a better person, better than most Octavia comes across. Maybe even too good for Morningstar, Octavia thinks bitterly, for what she's been through.
She's taken an interest in a less than fascinating spot on the wall when she sees Rey stirring, shifting to get up. Octavia's eyes move, betraying none of the concern she harbors, despite the question that comes out of her mouth. ]
Shouldn't you stay in bed? [ This is how nursing someone back to help works in her mind ? ? ? She's no good at it, she knows; Clarke would be an improvement over Octavia, but like hell she'd trust Clarke with this when Octavia barely trusts herself with it. ] You're still safe. The UNA hasn't found us. [ That bears repeating, especially when it's followed by, ] Go back to sleep.