10-09-2016, 09:45 PM
Jensen's eyes flared to white orbs. Marcus was American. He never would have suspected. American and knew his name. A knot clenched his stomach while he waited for judgement sure to come. Allegations and controversy followed Jensen like shadows.
It didn't come. Marcus peeled the remaining bandages away, some still wet with the former wounds, and relayed sweet memories. Jensen swallowed his fear and bowed his head. "No need to thank me, Marcus. I was at your bedside, but the Gift does the healing, not me. I am a vessel."
He peered longingly up at Ivan. Had he sparked Marcus' memory? Although the answer didn't matter. Even if he had, Jensen wouldn't hold Ivan responsible.
"Ascendancy was sleeping when we left-"
He paused when sensation of the Gift being used turned his head toward the hall. He looked quietly up at Ivan at that. Was it Ascendancy? Awake already? Who else could it be?
His gaze swung to Marcus again. His voice lowered, volume quiet. "You were both grievously injured. Were you there when the nuclear radiation blasted?"
It didn't come. Marcus peeled the remaining bandages away, some still wet with the former wounds, and relayed sweet memories. Jensen swallowed his fear and bowed his head. "No need to thank me, Marcus. I was at your bedside, but the Gift does the healing, not me. I am a vessel."
He peered longingly up at Ivan. Had he sparked Marcus' memory? Although the answer didn't matter. Even if he had, Jensen wouldn't hold Ivan responsible.
"Ascendancy was sleeping when we left-"
He paused when sensation of the Gift being used turned his head toward the hall. He looked quietly up at Ivan at that. Was it Ascendancy? Awake already? Who else could it be?
His gaze swung to Marcus again. His voice lowered, volume quiet. "You were both grievously injured. Were you there when the nuclear radiation blasted?"