03-25-2014, 06:28 AM
One of the others came and steadied him. He hadn't realized the imbalance in his footing until then. Giovanni's proximity was needed, but Jensen's mind had a hard time deciphering why. He was unhurt, but fear continued to pound at the doors he'd closed off in his mind. Fear and shock could shred the strongest faiths. What was strange was they were held at bay when he'd run to rescue those boys. He'd stood against something straight out of a nightmare and walked away unscathed, until he woke in the hospital, that is. Tonight, he'd buckled like a flower crushed underfoot. If he wanted to understand why, it was beyond his own self-recognition, just as it was why the company of others seemed so necessary at the moment.
Throughout the fog of his thoughts, the others continued their conversation. Jensen watched them attempt to ignite the body, although he wished he had the clarity to avert his gaze. Aria's orders continued to be discarded, but mostly due to contradicting ones from Connor rather than rebellious differing of opinions.
Jensen snapped out of it enough to darken his brow. Confusion rippled across his features, and he looked to Giovanni as though the man might have an explanation. What kind are we? he thought. Giovanni had done things not only visible to the naked eye but effects that Jensen felt in his bones. He shivered. The angel in the dream kept the demons circling his soul at bay. If Giovanni was another whatever it was Jensen was, then maybe everything he thought he was ... was wrong.
Connor approached. Jensen shook his head no, and pulled his arm out from Giovanni's shoulder. He was capable of holding himself up, though he wasn't sure he wanted to now. "No hospital. I don't think there's anything they can do anyway. Thank-you,"
he replied, mouth dry.
He looked briefly behind him. "I should go back where I live, I guess."
Then pressed his hair back across his scalp, and sighed. He looked back to Connor, "You're owed an explanation. I'm not sure I can provide it, but I owe it to you to try."
He glanced at Giovanni and Aria as well. "She might need someplace to clean up."
About then the noise of a car passing on the street beyond them made him cringe. Jon Little Bird would likely not appreciate having to talk his way out of Jensen being found at the scene of another gruesome murder. Luckily the car continued out of earshot. Jensen hurried to finish, "but I think we should hurry either way."
Throughout the fog of his thoughts, the others continued their conversation. Jensen watched them attempt to ignite the body, although he wished he had the clarity to avert his gaze. Aria's orders continued to be discarded, but mostly due to contradicting ones from Connor rather than rebellious differing of opinions.
Jensen snapped out of it enough to darken his brow. Confusion rippled across his features, and he looked to Giovanni as though the man might have an explanation. What kind are we? he thought. Giovanni had done things not only visible to the naked eye but effects that Jensen felt in his bones. He shivered. The angel in the dream kept the demons circling his soul at bay. If Giovanni was another whatever it was Jensen was, then maybe everything he thought he was ... was wrong.
Connor approached. Jensen shook his head no, and pulled his arm out from Giovanni's shoulder. He was capable of holding himself up, though he wasn't sure he wanted to now. "No hospital. I don't think there's anything they can do anyway. Thank-you,"
he replied, mouth dry.
He looked briefly behind him. "I should go back where I live, I guess."
Then pressed his hair back across his scalp, and sighed. He looked back to Connor, "You're owed an explanation. I'm not sure I can provide it, but I owe it to you to try."
He glanced at Giovanni and Aria as well. "She might need someplace to clean up."
About then the noise of a car passing on the street beyond them made him cringe. Jon Little Bird would likely not appreciate having to talk his way out of Jensen being found at the scene of another gruesome murder. Luckily the car continued out of earshot. Jensen hurried to finish, "but I think we should hurry either way."