Christine held onto Stephens arm; her legs shaking, trembling as what felt to be needles pierced through them.
She had been carried across the world; Nepal, and now finally, here the duo stood- Christine finally applying pressure to her own two feet. And for Stephens arms; a break.
Christine had her one arm through his as they both took the tea from the woman in front of them.
Stephens large coat, as well as Christine’s, creating a sense of friction between the two. “Thank you, for seeing us.” Stephens voice was hoarse, his hands trembling as he held the tea cup with both of his hands, his eyes landing on the bald woman in front of him. “My pleasure...” The ancient one had began, and after a bit of small talk, she said something neither were expecting, by far. “Do you two....well, do you have, relations together?” She had asked, looking from Stephen to Christine - the two feeling their nerves rise and feelings sink from the utter feeling of being in such a strange place like Kamar-Taj.
They had spent everything to get there.
And for what?
Spirit? “Oh, uh-“ they looked to one another; and while Stephen nodded, Christine shook her head. “Like, sleeping together? Oh, no! no-“ “I meant are you related but....alright; extra information never hurts.” Both looked away, Christine clearing her throat as an undoubtedly awakened silence fell over the three- well, four.
Mordo was not far behind the duo. “So,” the ancient one began, taking a step back to examine the two. “What can I do for you?” “I need you to heal her legs.” Stephen said, somewhat suddenly, as he gestured over to his nurse- whose eyes widened.
The entire time on their way to Nepal, and even right after the accident, Stephen always put Christine first.
It shocked her, nonetheless.
She believed he was just being nice- but he felt extreme guilt over what had happened.
Over what he had done.
He ruined her- and this, he felt, may be the only way to get her back. ══════════════════════════════ “Fight!” An overwhelming voice demanded, the loud, clear vocals being heard over everyone else out in the court that evening. “Fight! Fight like your life depends on it!” Christine could