Larksong Grotto A cheap sunset on a television set can upset her, but he never could

With Eslani dealt with — despite her comments prior to leaving, to which Tavi loosed a low warning growl — she could then focus on Reek. Except, as soon as they were alone together, she couldn't stand to even look at him. Her agitation at finding Eslani here was no so easy to shrug off, even if her partner was in shambles because of some half-baked idea. She did not leave his side, and she looked over his wounds, but did not touch them. They bled freely.

Tell me what you did. Tavi commanded, shaking her scruff mid-sentence. He had a torn ear, tearing wounds to the face, all covered in a mess of blood that shined beneath the moonlight; oddly enough Tavi's mind wandered to how beautiful a night it was, but that was neither here nor there. She didn't ask if he was alright because it was obvious he wasn't — neither of them had been alright for a while — although her phrasing made it sound like Reek was the one to blame for whatever happened by default. She clenched her teeth as she let out a slow exhalation, and turned her attention back to Reek rather than the landscape.