06-29-2014, 12:45 PM
Connor's hand, he seemed to follow without care. In the back of the building Aria found a few doors, only one was unlocked, it was a utility closet of some kind with one of those large utility sinks. It looked like it had been used recently from the looks of the sink. Blood was still went on the inside. A paper towel dispenser was conveniently located near the door. Aria pulled Connor in. The pain was definitely enticing. She didn't bother closing the door.
She smiled playfully at Connor. Aria doubted the physical pain hurt as much as whatever it was that was bothering him. Aria dropped Connor's hand and grabbed a paper towel and turned on the faucet to a small trickle and wet the paper. She turned back to Connor. He flinched when she raised her hand to his face. Aria put held his hand and sent him a calm feeling, she wasn't going to hurt him, he'd hurt himself enough for her tastes, she could feel what he felt.
She ran the towel over the cuts and bruises softly, her fingers trailing after to touch the pained skin. Aria looked up into Connor's eyes and watched his reaction, felt every emotion that passed through him.
She smiled playfully at Connor. Aria doubted the physical pain hurt as much as whatever it was that was bothering him. Aria dropped Connor's hand and grabbed a paper towel and turned on the faucet to a small trickle and wet the paper. She turned back to Connor. He flinched when she raised her hand to his face. Aria put held his hand and sent him a calm feeling, she wasn't going to hurt him, he'd hurt himself enough for her tastes, she could feel what he felt.
She ran the towel over the cuts and bruises softly, her fingers trailing after to touch the pained skin. Aria looked up into Connor's eyes and watched his reaction, felt every emotion that passed through him.