In truth, she was relieved about the ankle. She could teleport around if she had to, but the level of deception she had to engage in to avoid the wrong people learning she could do it wasn't good for her. Lies weren't black magic, but deception fed the urges.
Her face...as long as it didn't look like she'd gotten a beating, she didn't care. And since she could hide any bruising easily enough with a glamour, she'd shrugged it off after holding ice to it for a short while. It would heal. Now, though, with Neil's fingers on the swelling, it ached enough to make her lift her hand to his reflexively to make him stop.
"A little. Did it bruise while I was trying to sleep?"
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Re: 9/23: Regina's Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day - around midnight
Date: 2018-10-15 04:54 am (UTC)Her face...as long as it didn't look like she'd gotten a beating, she didn't care. And since she could hide any bruising easily enough with a glamour, she'd shrugged it off after holding ice to it for a short while. It would heal. Now, though, with Neil's fingers on the swelling, it ached enough to make her lift her hand to his reflexively to make him stop.
"A little. Did it bruise while I was trying to sleep?"