"I went home as soon as I could. There isn't anything more the healers here can do for me and I needed to meditate in peace." She brushes Kate's hair back from her forehead, needing to touch the other woman. Needing that physical contact. Since cutting her down from the bindings and holding her close on that filthy floor, Aayla hasn't wanted to let her go. She wants to protect her but it's more than that. She feels connected to her in a way she doesn't truly have the words for. Soldiers in arms, perhaps. Surviving shared trauma. "Nightwing came by to speak to me before visiting you."
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Date: 2010-06-21 11:50 pm (UTC)