07-22-2023, 04:11 AM
An excitement filled the room like light breaking the horizon of dawn. Jensen watched Maksim hurry off to examine himself further until he remembering that he was leaving the others waiting. He certainly understood the awe of the miracle, and he was content to let Maksim bask in its glory while he could. Whatever happened to him that left him in the hospital, Jensen didn’t know. He recognized injuries of assault, though. It wasn’t as if he was in a car accident or stubbed his toe and fell down the stairs. The man was a victim, and he deserved his moment to celebrate. After Jensen collected himself, he approached Sofia’s brother.
He briefly looked up and down Pavel. The man was seemingly fine, though in Jensen’s experience, the worst afflictions were sometimes unseen to the naked eye. The Gift was still rolling through his body as he held out his hands, palms up.
“Allow me?” he asked, head tilted slightly with patience and curiosity. Some men refused taking Jensen’s hands, though the sick and dying usually did not hesitate to reach for comfort. Despite the trio of kisses that Maksim planted on his masked cheek, he found that the Russians were usually extremely hesitant to touch at all.
He glanced at Sofia to see if she might urge her brother to the gesture.
He briefly looked up and down Pavel. The man was seemingly fine, though in Jensen’s experience, the worst afflictions were sometimes unseen to the naked eye. The Gift was still rolling through his body as he held out his hands, palms up.
“Allow me?” he asked, head tilted slightly with patience and curiosity. Some men refused taking Jensen’s hands, though the sick and dying usually did not hesitate to reach for comfort. Despite the trio of kisses that Maksim planted on his masked cheek, he found that the Russians were usually extremely hesitant to touch at all.
He glanced at Sofia to see if she might urge her brother to the gesture.